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 Your horrible pleasure;... Large-Scale Disasters: Prediction, Control, and Mitigation - Page 1edited by - 2008Limited preview - About this book
| Victor L. Cahn - 1996 - 889 pages
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| Victor L. Cahn - 1996 - 889 pages
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| Anton Pavlovich Chekhov, Vera Gottlieb - 1996 - 62 pages
...in, and ask thy daughters' blessing; 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 you not, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, called you children Ach, what power!... | |
| Robert J. Landy - 1996 - 292 pages
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| Clive Barker, Simon Trussler - 1998 - 100 pages
...towards the end of his oration and perceives the elements as being in cahoots with his two rebellious daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness;...Here I stand your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man; But yet I call you servile ministers, That will with two pernicious daughters join... | |
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