 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 - 1876 - 160 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 - 1876 - 706 pages
...'sa night pities neither wise meu nor fools. LEAR. Rumble thy bellyfull ! Spit, fire ! spout, raiu ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters :...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 despis'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1878 - 590 pages
...here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. [ Thunder and lig!ttning. 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 despis'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1878 - 1012 pages
...better than this rain-water out o' door. Good nuncle, in, and ask thy daughters' blessing : here 'i a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble...Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : I tnx not you, you elements, with unkindness ; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children ; if ou... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1972 - 356 pages
...thy daughters' blessing. Here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. 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,... | |
 | Anton Pavlovich Chekhov - 1989 - 116 pages
...daughters' blessing: here's a night pities neither wise man nor fool. SVETLOVIDOV. Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children . . . The power there! The talent! The artistry! Where's all this damned old age, then? Not a sign... | |
 | Jerry Blunt - 1990 - 232 pages
...nature's molds, all germens spill at once That make ungrateful man! (Fool: ...) Rumble thy bellyful! Spit fire! spout rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire,...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 despis'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1990 - 324 pages
...at once That makes ingrateful man! 10 Fool Oh nuncle, court holy-water in a dry house is better than this rain-water out o'door. Good nuncle, in, and ask...pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! Spout, rain! 15 Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax you not,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1994 - 176 pages
...thy daughters blessing. Here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. LEAR Rumble thy bellyful! Spit fire, spout rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1995 - 136 pages
...Crack Nature's moulds, all germains spill at once, That makes ingrateful man. 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... | |
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