 | William Shakespeare, George Colman, Nahum Tate - 1768 - 98 страници
...in bi'fs; but I am_bound Upon a wheel cf fire, that mine own tears Do fcald like molten lead. Ccr. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a fpirit, I know; when did you die ? Ccr. Still, ftill, far wide Pbjf. He's icarce awake ; he'll foon grow move compos'd. Lear. Where have I been ? where am I ? fair... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1768 - 360 страници
...Madam, do you, 'tis fitteft. Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o'th' grave' Thou art a foul in blifs. but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire; that mine own tears Cur. How does my royal lord ? how fares your Majefty ? " g6 King LEAR. Do fcold" like molten lead.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1770 - 236 страници
...how fares your majefty ? Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o'th' grave. Thou art a foul in blifs, but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire ; that mine own tears Do fcald like molten lead. Cor. k Sir, do you know me ? Lear. l You are a fpint I know : m when did you die ? Cor. Still, Hill, far... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1772 - 336 страници
...there hot tears, that break from me perforce. And what he fays towards the end of the 4th ad : but 1 am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do fcald like molten lead. Pierce every fcnfe about thee ! Old fond eyes, Beweep this caufe again, I'll pluck ye out, And caft... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 514 страници
...tbefi hot tear-, that break from me ferforce—» And what he fays towards the end of the 4th aQ: — but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do feald like molt. * lead, Lear. I'll tell thee life and death ! I am afham'd, That thou haft power to... | |
 | George Colman - 1777 - 340 страници
...mortal ! No. No more of that ! / Ctrd. Speak to me, Sir; who am I ? Lear. r. Thou art a foul in blifs ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do fcald like molten lead. Cord. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You're a fpirit, I know; when did you die? Cord. Still, ftill, far... | |
 | Thomas Davies - 1783 - 444 страници
...that Lear is a heathen, puts into his mouth the words of one in purgatory : Thou art a foul in blifs ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do fcald like molten lead. On Cordelia's falling on her knees, and imploring his benediclion, Lear kneels to his daughter, not... | |
 | Thomas Davies - 1783 - 442 страници
...that Lear is a heathen, puts into his mouth the words of one in purgatory : Thou art a foul in blifs ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Dofcald like molten lead. On Cordelia's falling on her knees, and imploring his benediction, Lear kneels... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1785 - 632 страници
...Ne fpared they to ftrip her naked «//." Again, Ia7"im»a: " And difpoflefs her ell." STEEVENS. r , Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear, You are a fpirit, I know: When did you d*e ? Cor. Still, ftill, far wide-! Pbyf. He's fcarce awake ; let him alone awhile. Lear. Where have... | |
 | 1785 - 772 страници
...and his p-iin exquihtej You do me wrong to take me out o' th* grave. Thou art a foul in bills; but 1 am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do fcild like molten lead-- When Cordelia in great affliflion aflcs him, if he knows her, he replies—... | |
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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. 
