 Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then, let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your...  The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George ... - Page 291by William Shakespeare - 1807Full view - About this book
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 598 pages
...is better than this rain water out o' door. Good nuncle, in ; ask thy daughters' blessing ; here 'sa night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble...spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughter : I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I never gave yon kingdoinj call'd you children,... | |
 | 1871 - 606 pages
...or reproachful communings with Nature often remind us, by their sublime intensity, of Lear : — ' I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I never...call'd you children, You owe me no subscription.' Manfred's apostrophe is pitched in the same exalted key : — ' Ye toppling crags of ice ! Ye avalanches,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1880 - 526 pages
...Rumble thy bellyful ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. 1 5 I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness ; I never...kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription ; then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak and despised... | |
 | 1872 - 830 pages
...or reproachful communings with Nature often remind us, by their sublime intensity, of Lear : — " I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I never...kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription. " Manfred's apostrophe is pitched in the same exalted key : — " Ye toppling crags of ice ! Ye avalanches,... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1873 - 348 pages
...— pities neither wise men — nor fools. Lear. Rumble — thy bellyful 1 Spit, fire ! spout, rain I Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, — are my daughters...you — children; You — owe me — no subscription : then — let fall — Your horrible pleasure : here I stand, — your slave, A poor, — infirm,... | |
 | James Sheridan Knowles - 1873 - 256 pages
...high majesty." First Part of King Henry IV. Act i. Sc. 3. Listen to Lear : — " Rumble thy bellyful ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...elements with unkindness : I never gave you kingdom, called you children, You owe me no subscription : then let fall Your horrible pleasure : here I stand,... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 584 pages
...obedience, if yourselves are old, Make it your cause; send down, and take my part! sweet sway SHAKSPEARE. RUMBLE thy belly-full! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor...elements, with unkindness, I never gave you kingdom, called you children; You owe me no subscription; why then, let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 600 pages
...obedience, if yourselves areold. Make it your cause ; send down, and take my part ! SHAKSPEARE. RUMKLE thy belly-full! Spit, fire! spout, rain ! Nor rain,...: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I nevergaveyou kingdom, called you children; You owe me no subscription; why then, let fall Your horrible... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1875 - 234 pages
...thy daughters' blessing: here's a night pities neither wise man nor fool. Lear. Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription : then let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak and despised... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1875 - 504 pages
...thy daughter's blessing! Here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyful! Spit fire! spout rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire,...kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription 6 ; then let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd... | |
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