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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;... "
The Universal Magazine - Page 268
1792
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The Works of William Shakespeare: Comprising His Dramatic and ..., Volume 2

William Shakespeare - 1853
...daughters' blessing : here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bcllyfull ! Sriil, are like to have biting statutes, * unless his teeth be pulled out. [Jlride. * you, you elements, «vilh unkindmss, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription...
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School elocution : or The young academical orator

William Herbert - 1853 - 192 pages
...rotundity o' the world ! Crack nature's moulds, all germens spill at once, That make ungrateful man ! Spit fire ! Spout rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. CORIOLANUS ON BEING TAUNTED BY AUFIDIUS. Cor.— Hear'st thou, Mars ? Auf. — Name not the god, thou...
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The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text ..., Volume 8

William Shakespeare - 1854
...nuncle, in and ask thy daughters' blessing: here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain !...wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : I tax not you, you elements, with unkiridness, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription;4...
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Elements of Criticism

Lord Henry Home Kames - Criticism - 1855 - 486 pages
...resentment, believes them to be taking part with his daughters : Lear. Rumble thy bellyfall, spit fire, spent 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...
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The Sneeze: Plays and Stories by Anton Chekhov

Anton Pavlovich Chekhov - 1989 - 110 pages
...daughters' blessing: here's a night pities neither wise man nor fool. 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, call'd you children . . . The power there!...
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King Lear and the Gods

William R. Elton - Drama - 1980 - 299 pages
...pagan perspective endows with animism, an aspect of divinity, almost a Spinozistic Deus she Natura. Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor 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...
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An Audition Handbook of Great Speeches

Jerry Blunt - Acting - 1990 - 207 pages
...nature's molds, all germens spill at once That make ungrateful man! (Fool: ...) 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....
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King Lear

William Shakespeare - Drama - 1994 - 170 pages
...thy daughters 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....
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The First Quarto of King Lear

William Shakespeare - Drama - 1996 - 141 pages
...thy daughters 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...
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Selected Poems

William Shakespeare - Poetry - 1995 - 128 pages
...Crack Nature's 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....
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