 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 fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand,...  Cymbeline. Titus Andronicus. Pericles. King Lear - Page 405by William Shakespeare - 1811Full view - About this book
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 536 pages
...Crack nature's moulds, all germens spill at once, That make ingrateful man ! Lear. Rumble thy bellyful! Spit fire ! spout rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire,...daughters. I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; Fool. 'O nuncle, court holy-water 4 in a dry house is better than this rain-water out o' door. Good... | |
 | William John Birch - 1848 - 574 pages
...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...you, you elements, with unkindness : I never gave you kingdoms, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription ; then let fall Your horrible pleasure.... | |
 | 1849 - 588 pages
...wonderfully fine the effect is, as he has contrived the contrast! "Fool. O mínele, court holy-water in a dry house is better than this rain-water out...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,... | |
 | 1849 - 290 pages
...daughters' blessing : here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. " Lear. Rumble thy bellyful ! spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, 1 never gave you kingdom, ealled you ehildren, You owe me no subseription ; why then let fall Your... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 132 pages
...rotundity o'the world; Crack Nature's moulds, all germens spill at once That make ingrateful man ! Humble thy belly-full ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain,...elements, with unkindness ; I never gave you kingdom, called you children ; You owe me no subscription: why then, let fall Your horrible pleasure : here... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 656 pages
...is better than this rain-water out o' door. Good nunele, in ; ask thy daughters' blessing ; here 'sa night pities neither wise men nor fools. LEAR. Rumble...elements, with unkindness, I never gave you kingdom, eall'd you ehildren, You owe me no subscription ; then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 586 pages
...fools. * Dislikes. t Underhand contrivances. J Samples. $ Companion. 1 Quick as thought. <T Ai-ant. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain...elements, with unkindness, I never gave you kingdom, oall'd you children. You owe me no subscription;* why then, let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 pages
...daughter's blessing ! Here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyful ! Spit fire ! spout rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...elements, with unkindness ; I never gave you kingdom, called you children ; Yon owe me no subscription ; why, then let fall Your horrible pleasure; here... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 532 pages
...daughter's blessing ! Here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyful ! Spit fire ! spout rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...daughters. I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness ; 1 The quartos read : " That when we have found the King, Fie this way, you that ; he that first lights... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 570 pages
...Samples. § Companion. || Quick as thought. IT Avant. ** A proverbial phrase for fair words. Lear. Bumble thy bellyfull ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain,...gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription ; * why then, let fall Tour horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm,... | |
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