 | George Farren - 1826 - 128 Seiten
...had been exhausted :-— 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. Cordelia inquires, " Sir, do you know me?" Lear replies, " You are a spirit,... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1828 - 522 Seiten
...distempered, and his pain exquisite; You do me wrong to take me out o' th' 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.— When Cordelia in great affliction asks him if he knows her, he replies,... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1828 - 520 Seiten
...distempered, and his pain exquisite; You do me wrong to take me out o' th' grave : Thou art a soul ia bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.— When Cordelia in great affliction asks him if he knows her, he replies,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 Seiten
...wits and life at once had not all ended.—JOHNSON. Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me? Lear. You are a spirit, I know; When did you die ? Cor. Still, still, far wide! Phys. He's scarce awake ; let him alone... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 Seiten
...thin covering of hair. — WARBURTOK and MALOKE. Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; When did you die ? . Cor. Still, still, far wide ! Phys. He's scarce awake ; let him... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 528 Seiten
...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. Cor. • Sir, do you know me? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; When did 700... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 522 Seiten
...grave: — Thou -ni a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tear« Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me: Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; When did you die? Cor. Still, still, far wide ! Phys. He'» scarce awake : let him... | |
 | Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - 1833 - 362 Seiten
...fares your majesty t LEAR. You do me wrong to take me out of 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. CORDELIA. Sir, do you know me ? LEAR. You are spirit, I know : when did you... | |
 | 1833 - 1034 Seiten
...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. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know : When did you die?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 534 Seiten
...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. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; when did you die... | |
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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. 
