 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 396 Seiten
...'Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. — He wakes; speak to him. Phys. Madam, do you; 'tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal...your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave:— Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears... | |
 | 1803 - 244 Seiten
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 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 Seiten
...'Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. — He wakes; speak to him. Pfiy. Madam, do you; 'tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal...your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave: — Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 356 Seiten
...'Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. — He wakes; speak to him; Phys. Madam, do you; 'tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal...your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave : — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - 336 Seiten
...his imagination is still distempered, and his pain exquisite ; You do me wrong to take me out o'th' grave. Thou art a soul in bliss ! but I am bound Upon...of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten !• ad — — — — When Cordelia in great affliction asks him if he knows her, he replies, You... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 378 Seiten
...wonder that thy vtits and life had mt aH ended, Johnson So, in Spenser's Fairy Sfueen, c. viii: fhys. Madam, do you ; 'tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal...your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave :— Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 Seiten
...! Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all.—He wakes; speak to him. Phys. Madam, do you ; 'tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal...majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o'the Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten... | |
 | 1811 - 530 Seiten
...other, is divinely conceived, and more than humanly expressed. You do me wrong to take me out of the grave: — — Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am...fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cord. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You arc a spirit, I know: — when did you die? The whole of this... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1811 - 510 Seiten
...first awaking from his sleep, is beautifully interesting : — " You do me wrong to take me out o' the grave :— • Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am...of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lend." ******** " f am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward ; and, to deal plainly, I... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 Seiten
...'Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. — He wakes ; speak to him. Phys. Madam, do you ; 'tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal...your majesty? Lear You do me wrong, to take me out c'the grave.— Thou art a soul in bliss , but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears... | |
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How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. 
