 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; here I stand, your...  The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes: Collated Verbatim ... - Page 581by William Shakespeare - 1790Full view - About this book
 | William John Birch - Religion in literature - 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 tax not you, you elements, with unkindness : I never gave you kingdoms, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription ; then let... | |
 | 1849 - 290 pages
...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, 1 never gave you kingdom, ealled you ehildren, You owe me no subseription ; why then let... | |
 | American periodicals - 1849 - 588 pages
...: 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 ; why then let... | |
 | Saint-Marc Girardin - Drama - 1849 - 264 pages
...germins 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, ye elements, with unkindness, I never gave you kingdoms, called you children, You owe me no subscription... | |
 | William Shakespeare - College verse - 1850 - 132 pages
...moulds, all germens spill at once That make ingrateful man ! Humble 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, called you children ; You owe me no subscription: why then,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Drama - 1972 - 356 pages
...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; then let fall... | |
 | Anton Pavlovich Chekhov - Drama - 1989 - 116 pages
...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! The talent! The artistry!... | |
 | Jerry Blunt - Performing Arts - 1990 - 232 pages
...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. Then, let fall... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Aging parents - 1994 - 176 pages
...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. Then let fall... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Drama - 1994 - 160 pages
...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 subscription. Why then,... | |
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