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;... Universal Magazine of Knowledge and Pleasure - Page 2681792Full view - About this book
| Anton Pavlovich Chekhov, Vera Gottlieb - 1996 - 62 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 you not, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, called you children Ach, what power!... | |
| Anton Pavlovich Chekhov - Drama - 1999 - 108 pages
...daughters' blessing! 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?... | |
| William Shakespeare - Drama - 1999 - 196 pages
...(in which life is given form); germens seeds 10 court holy water flattery LEAR Rumble thy bellyful. Spit, fire. Spout, rain. Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire are my daughters. 16 I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness. I never gave you kingdom, called you children; is... | |
| John Green, Paul Negri - Juvenile Nonfiction - 2000 - 68 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,I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription:... | |
| Paul Elledge - Biography & Autobiography - 2000 - 270 pages
...world! Crack nature's 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:... | |
| William Shakespeare - Drama - 2000 - 324 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. 16 I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness. I never gave you kingdom, called you children. is... | |
| William Shakespeare - Drama - 2001 - 336 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 . 1 5 I task not you, you elements, with unkindness . I never gave you kingdom, called you children.... | |
| William Shakespeare - Drama - 2001 - 148 pages
...ask thy daughters blessing; here's 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 you not, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no... | |
| Isaac Asimov - Fiction - 2009 - 418 pages
...and make peace with his daughters, but Lear doesn't even hear him. He roars on: "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.... | |
| Oliver Ford Davies - Drama - 2003 - 224 pages
...indeed of the emotions.'7 Lear's second speech offers some interesting contrasts: 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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