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" 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 ... - Страница 31
1823
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The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, Том 8

William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 страници
...daughters 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...

The Works of William Shakespeare, Том 8

William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 страници
...daughters 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...

The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, Том 7

William Shakespeare - 1814 - 528 страници
...Good nuncle, in, and ask thy danghters' 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 danghters: I tax not vou, you elements, with unkindness, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children,...

Elements of Criticism, Том 1

Lord Henry Home Kames - 1816 - 428 страници
...exhibits beautiful examples of the irregular influence of passion in making us believe things to he otherwise than they are. King Lear, in his distress,...: 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...

Elegant extracts in poetry, Том 2

Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 страници
...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....

Elements of Criticism, Том 1

Lord Henry Home Kames - 1819 - 424 страници
...treacherous."* Shakespeare exhibits beautiful examples of the irregular influence of passion in making us believe things to be otherwise than they are. King...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....

The British Essayists: Adventurer

James Ferguson - 1819 - 332 страници
...pathetic comparison betwixt the severity of tbe tempest aflfl -of his daughters: Rumble thy helly full! spit, fire! spout, rain! -Nor rain, wind, thunder,...are my daughters. I tax not you, ye elements, with unkintiness; I never,gave you kingdom, called you children; You owe me no suhscription. Then let fall...

The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Том 10

William Shakespeare - 1821 - 512 страници
...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...

Elements of Criticism, Том 1

Lord Henry Home Kames - 1823 - 418 страници
...treacherous."* Shakspeare exhibits beautiful examples of the irregular influence of passion in making us believe things to be otherwise than they are. King...bellyful, spit fire, spout rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, tire, are my daughters. I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness ; I never gave you kingdoms, call'd...

The British essayists, with prefaces by A. Chalmers, Томове 21–22

British essayists - 1823 - 788 страници
...pathetic comparison -betwixt the severity of the tempest and of his daughters: 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, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription....




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