 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.  The British Essayists;: Adventurer - Pàgina 194per Alexander Chalmers - 1808Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 pàgines
...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? Cor. Still, still, far... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 496 pàgines
...ie bare-beaded. 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? Cor. Still, still, far... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 490 pàgines
...(poor perdu !) ; 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? Cor. Still, still, far... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 356 pàgines
...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 die1? Cor. Still, still, far... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 382 pàgines
...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 ? Phys. He's scarce awake... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 378 pàgines
...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? Cor. Still, still, far... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 pàgines
...How fares your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o'the Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. grave :—- Lear. You are a spirit, I know; When did you die ? Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Cor. Still,... | |
 | 1811 - 530 pàgines
...humanly expressed. 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. Cord. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You arc a spirit, I know: — when did you die? The whole of this... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1811 - 510 pàgines
...interesting : — " 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 lend." ******** " f am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward ; and, to deal plainly, I... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 pàgines
...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 ? Cor. Still, still, far... | |
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