 | William Shakespeare - 1768 - 360 Seiten
...fpeak to him. Phyf. 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 Seiten
...How does my royal lord ? 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...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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1770 - 956 Seiten
...How does my royal lord .' how fares ybur 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 pf fire ; that mine own tears Do fcald like molten lead. Cor. k Sir, do you know me ? Lear. l You are... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1772 - 336 Seiten
...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 Seiten
...fares your majefty ? Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o' the grave.' Thou art a foul in blils ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do fcald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a fpirit, I know. — When did you die ? Ccr. Still, ftill,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 514 Seiten
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1780 - 336 Seiten
...How does my royal Lord? how fares youc Majefty ? Cord. Speak to me, fir; who arn I ? Lear. You are a foul in blifs : but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, which my own tears Do fcald like molten lead. Cord. Sir, de you know me ? Lear. You are a fpirit, I... | |
 | Thomas Davies - 1783 - 444 Seiten
...Shakfpeare, forgetting 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...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 Seiten
...Shakfpeare, forgetting 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... | |
 | Thomas Davies - 1784 - 300 Seiten
...that Lear is a heathen, puts into his mouth the words of one in purgatory : Then art a foul in Mir ; 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 benediction, Lear kneels to his daughtef,... | |
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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. 
