 Rumble thy bellyful ! 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;...  Encyclopaedia Britannica; Or A Dictionary of Arts, Sciences, and ... - Сторінка 311823Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 стор.
...daughters' blessing : "ere sa night pities neither wise men nor fools. ' Lear. Rumble thy belly full ! 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, called you children ; You owe me no subscription... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 652 стор.
...daughter's blessing : here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull ! 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 стор.
...daughters' blessing : here 'sa night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull ! 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, called you children ; You owe me no subscription... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 646 стор.
...daughter's blessing : here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull ! 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... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1847 - 516 стор.
...examples of the irregular influence of passion in making us believe things to be otherwise than what they are. King Lear, in his distress, personifies...believes them to be taking part with his daughters: be justified nor gratified: the imagination can give no aid; for « stock or a stone imagined sensible,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 стор.
...daughter's blessing : here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull ! cv/ you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription... | |
 | William John Birch - 1848 - 570 стор.
...unkindness, he is their slave. But he reproaches them as he does the heavens : — Ramble thy belly full ! spit fire ! spout rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness : I never gave you kingdoms, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription... | |
 | Thomas Cogswell Upham - 1848 - 472 стор.
...with the ingratitude of his daughters, and standing with his old head bared to the pelting tempest! " Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire are my daughters ; I tax not you, ye elements, with unkiuduess; I never gave you kingdoms, called you children." In all such cases we see the influence... | |
 | Timothy Stone Pinneo - 1847 - 502 стор.
...Crack nature's molds, all germins spill at once, That make ungrateful man ! spit,fire ! spout,rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters; I tax not you, ye elements, with nnkindness, I never gave you kingdom, called you children : You owe me no subscription: why, then let... | |
 | William John Birch - 1848 - 574 стор.
...But he reproaches them as he does the heavens : — Rumble thy belly full ! spit fire 1 spout rain 1 Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness : I never gave you kingdoms, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription... | |
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