...daughters blessing ; here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull ! spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription ;' why then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd...

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...daughters blessing ; here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull ! spit, fire ! spout, rain ' Nor rain, wind, thunder,...kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription ;1 why then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd...

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...rain! Nor rain , wind , thunder, fire, are my danghter! : I tax not you, yon elements, with unkinduess, I never gave you kingdom , call'd you children , You owe me no suhscriptiou; why then let fall Your horrihle pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak,...

...wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy belly full, spitfire, spout rain! ^Nor rain, wind, thunder, ftre, are my daughters. I tax not you, you elements, with...subscription. Then let fall Your horrible pleasure.— rHere I stand, your brave; A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man ! But yet I call you servile...

...nuncle, in, and ask thy danghters' blessing : here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyful ! Spit, fire! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my danghters: I tax not vou, you elements, with unkindness, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children,...

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...all germens spill at once That make ingrateful man! Rumble thy belly-full! spit, fire ! spout, rain 1 Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters; I tax not you, you elements, with unkinclness, I never gave you kingdom, call'tl you children, Youowemenosubscription. Whythenlct fall...

...believes them to be taking part with his daughters : Lear. Rumble thy bellyful, spit fire, spout rain I Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. I tax not you, you elements, with imkindn ss ; I never gave you kingdoms, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription Then let fall...