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 ... - Seite 291von William Shakespeare - 1807Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| William Shakespeare - 1841 - 312 Seiten
...here 's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull ! Spit, fire ! spout, Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters :...kingdom, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription ; 3 why then let fall Your horrible pleasure : here, I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1842 - 340 Seiten
...better than this rain-water out o'door. Good nuncle, in, and ask thy daughters' blessing : here 's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble...kingdom, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription ; 3 why then let fall Your horrible pleasure : here, I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1843 - 646 Seiten
...in a dry house is better than this rain-water out o' door. Good nuncle, in, and ask thy daughter's blessing : here's a night pities neither wise men...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 - 1843 - 652 Seiten
...in a dry house is better than this rain-water out o' door. Good nuncle, in, and ask thy daughter's blessing : here's a night pities neither wise men...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 - 1843 - 582 Seiten
...better than this rain-water out o' door. Good nuncle, in, and ask thy daughters' blessing : here 'sa night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble...elements, with unkindness : I never gave you kingdom, called you children ; You owe me no subscription : why then let fall Your horrible pleasure : here... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 Seiten
...daughters' blessing : "ere sa night pities neither wise men nor fools. ' Lear. Rumble thy belly full ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...elements, with unkindness : I never gave you kingdom, called you children ; You owe me no subscription : why then let fall Your horrible pleasure : here... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1844 - 338 Seiten
...better than this rain-water out o' door. Good nuncle, in, and ask thy daughters' blessing : here 's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble...kingdom, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription ; 3 why then let fall Your horrible pleasure : here, I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 Seiten
...in a dry house is better than this rain-water out o' door. Good nuncle, in, and ask thy daughter's : then, let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd... | |
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