 tis fittest. CORDELIA: 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.  Journal of Psychological Medicine - 606 psl.1849Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 psl.
...mine own tears Do fcald like molten Lead. Cor. How does my Royal Lord ? How fares your Majefty? Cor. Sir, do you know me? Lear. You are a Spirit I know, when did you die I Cor. Still, ftill, far wideGent. He's fcarce awake, Let him alone a while. Lear. Where have... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1709 - 598 psl.
...fares your Majefty? Lear. You do me wrong to take m; out o'th' Grave; That art a Soul in blifs, but I am bound Upon, a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do fcald like molten Lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me f Lear. You are a Spirit I know, when did ,you die... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 340 psl.
...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 of fire, that mine own tears Do feald like molten lead. • ' Cor. Sir, do you know me ? • • Lear. You are a fpirit I know, when... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Nahum Tate - 1749 - 82 psl.
...in Blifs; but I am bound Upon a Wheel of Fire, which my own Tears Do fcald like molten Lead. Cord. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a Spirit, I know ; where did you die ? Card. Still, flill, far wide. (compos'd Pbyf. Madam, he's fcarce awake ; he'll... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1750 - 332 psl.
...fares your Majeftj > Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o'th' grave; Thousrt a foul in blifs, 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 510 psl.
...fares your Majefty f Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o'th' grave , Thou art a fou! in blifs, but 1 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 652 psl.
...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 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?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 510 psl.
...fares yourMajefty ? 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 Do fcald like mohen lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear.. You are a fpirit, I know ; when did you die... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1770 - 236 psl.
...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 of 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1772 - 336 psl.
...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... | |
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