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" 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 and Poems of William Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes: Collated Verbatim ... - 581. oldal
szerző: William Shakespeare - 1790
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Poétique anglaise, 3. kötet

Albin Joseph U. Hennet - 1806 - 458 oldal
...moulds ! all germens spill at once That make ungrateful man ! 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 kingdoms , call'd you children,' You owe me no subscription; why then...

The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson ..., 9. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1807 - 382 oldal
...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 ; why then let...

The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and ..., 14. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1809 - 378 oldal
...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, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription ;s why then let...

Letters on Literature, Taste, and Composition, Addressed to His Son

George Gregory - 1809 - 384 oldal
...when discarded and turned out by Regan. There is a peculiar beauty in this part " „ Spit fire, spout rain '. " Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. " I tax not you, ye elements, with unkindness, " I never gave you kingdom, called you children, " You owe me no subscription,"...

Cymbeline. Titus Andronicus. Pericles. King Lear

William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 oldal
...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;1 why then let...

The Works of William Shakespeare, 8. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 oldal
...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 ;1 why then let...

The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, 8. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 oldal
...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 ;' why then let...

Elegant extracts in poetry, 2. kötet

Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 oldal
...all germens spill at once That make ingrateful man! Rumble thy belly-full! spit, fire ! spout, rain 1 Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters; I tax not you, you elements, with unkinclness, I never gave you kingdom, call'tl you children, Youowemenosubscription. Whythenlct fall...

Elements of Criticism, 1. kötet

Lord Henry Home Kames - 1816 - 428 oldal
...believes them to be taking part with his daughters : Lear. Rumble thy bellyful, spit fire, spout rain I Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. I tax not you, you elements, with imkindn ss ; I never gave you kingdoms, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription Then let fall...

Elements of Criticism, 1. kötet

Lord Henry Home Kames - 1819 - 424 oldal
...resentment, believes them to be taking part with his daughters : Lear. 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 kingdoms, call'd you children; You owe me no subscription. Then let fall...




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