 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 History of King Lear: As it is Performed at the Theatre Royal in Covent ... - 34. oldalszerző: William Shakespeare, George Colman, Nahum Tate - 1768 - 71 oldalTeljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | William Shakespeare - 1994 - 160 oldal
...blessing. Here's a night pities neither wise man nor fool. LEAR Rumble thy bellyful; spit, fire; spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire are my daughters. I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness. 15 I never gave you kingdom, called you children. You owe me no subscription. Why then,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1994 - 176 oldal
...blessing. Here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. 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 kingdom, called you children; You owe me no subscription. Then let fall... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1995 - 136 oldal
...moulds, all germains spill at once, That makes ingrateful man. 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, called you children; You owe me no subscription. Then let fall... | |
 | Shanta Gokhale - 1995 - 192 oldal
...resounding tragedy of those lines to puny petulance. '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 slave, a poor, infirm, weak and... | |
 | Anton Pavlovich Chekhov - 1999 - 108 oldal
...Here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools!" SVETLOVIDOV. "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, called you children ... " Not bad, huh? What power! What talent!... | |
 | Peter Levine - 1998 - 308 oldal
...dieory. In die midst of die terrible storm, he says: I tax you not, you elements, widi unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: dien let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave (TII.ii.16-19) Here Lear... | |
 | Clive Barker, Simon Trussler - 1998 - 100 oldal
...as being in cahoots with his two rebellious 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 slave, A poor, infirm, weak,... | |
 | Susan Bruce - 1998 - 196 oldal
...18. 'Not rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters:/ I tax you not, you elements, with unkindness:/ I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children,/ You owe me no subscription: then let fall/ Your horrible pleasure' (3.2.15-19). CHAPTER THREE 1. Macready had reservations... | |
 | Paul Elledge - 2000 - 270 oldal
...molds, all germens spill at once That make ingrateful man! 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... | |
 | John Green, Paul Negri - 2000 - 68 oldal
...blessing: here's a night pities neither wise man nor fool. 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 kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then let fall... | |
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