 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 586 Seiten
...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. * Dressed. t Formed. J Changed hy his children. Cor. Sir, do you know me ?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 Seiten
...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. Cor. Sir, do you know me? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; when did you die... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 532 Seiten
...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. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; when did you die... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 Seiten
...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. Cor. Sir, do you know me. Lear. You are a spirit, I know: When did you die*... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 570 Seiten
...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. * Dressed. t Formed. J Changed by his children. $ Forloru hope, enfant perdu.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 574 Seiten
...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. * Dressed. t Formed. } Changed by his children. $ Forlorn hope, enfant perdu,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 596 Seiten
...fare« your majcstv ? Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o'tht grave : — Thou art a soul in bliss ; nave been with young . * So many weeks ere the poor fools scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; When did you die?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 832 Seiten
...fares your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; Ǖ T # ) ș A. x5ra $; scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know. When did you die... | |
 | Abel Stevens, James Floy - 1853 - 588 Seiten
...true to the life : — 'ear. You do me wrong to take me out o' the grave : Thou art a sonl in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire that mine own tears Do scald. The queen asks, — Sir, do you know me ? Lear. Yon are a spir't, I know : where did you die?... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1854 - 980 Seiten
...lord ? How feres your LF. AR. You do me \vrong, to take me out of the grave : Thou art a soul in Min ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do told like molten lead. J they are storms turning up and disclosing to the bottom that rich sea, his... | |
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tis fittest. Cor. 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. 
