 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
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 600 Seiten
...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 Seiten
...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 Seiten
...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... | |
 | 1875 - 928 Seiten
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 | William Shakespeare - 1876 - 160 Seiten
...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 Seiten
...'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 Seiten
...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 Seiten
...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... | |
 | Marchette Chute - 1956 - 360 Seiten
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