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" 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 1
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The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, in Ten Volumes: Troilus and ...

William Shakespeare - 1823
...wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull! spit fire! spout raia ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, tire, are my daughters : I tax not you, you elements, with...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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Encyclopaedia Britannica; Or A Dictionary of Arts, Sciences, and ..., Volume 16

1823
...and in order to justify his resentment, believes them to be taking part with his daughters : Lear. Rumble thy bellyful, spit fire, spout rain ! Nor rain,...wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. I tax not you, ye elements, with unkindness ; I never gave you kingdoms, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription....
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The Adventurer, Volume 3

1823 - 298 pages
...pathetic comparison betwixt the severity of the tempest and of his daughters : Rumble thy belly full! spit, fire! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. I tax not you, ye elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, called you children ; You owe me no subscription....
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The Speaker: Or Miscellaneous Pieces, Selected from the Best English Writers ...

William Enfield - 1823 - 346 pages
...: Crack Nature's mould, all germins spill at once, That make ungrateful man ! Rumble thy bellyfull, spit fire, spout rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. I tax not you, ye elements, with unkindness ; I never gave you kingdoms, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription....
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The British Essayists: With Prefaces Biographical, Historical ..., Volumes 25-26

Lionel Thomas Berguer - 1823
...pathetic comparison betwixt the severity of the tempest and of his daughters : Humble thy belly full ! spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. I tax not you, ye elements, with unkindness ; I never gave you kingdoms, called you children ; You owe me no subscription....
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The British Essayists: Adventurer

James Ferguson - 1823
...pathetic comparison betwixt the severity of the tempest and of his daughters : Rumble thy belly full! spit, fire! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. I tax not you, ye elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, called you children; You owe me no subscription....
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Elements of Criticism, Volume 1

Lord Henry Home Kames - 1823
...his daughters : ^ Lear. Rumble thy bellyful, spit fire, spout rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, tire, are my daughters. I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness ; I never gave you kingdoms, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription. Then let fall Your horrible pleasure. Here...
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On the Beauties, Harmonies, and Sublimities of Nature: With ..., Volume 1

Charles Bucke - 1823 - 406 pages
...instance occurs in Lear, where the unfortunate monarch, in the midst of a violent storm, exclaims— Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters:— I tax not you, ye elements", with unkindness:— I never gave you kingdoms; call'd you children;— You owe me no...
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The Plays, Volume 9

William Shakespeare - 1824 - 420 pages
...nuncle, in and ask thy daughters' blessing : here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyful ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor...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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The Beauties of Shakespeare: Selected from Each Play : with a General Index ...

William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 385 pages
...nature's moulds, all germens spill at once, That make ingrateful man ! * , * * # * Rumble thy beflyfull! Spit, fire ! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...call'd you children, You owe me no subscriptionž; why then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your,slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd...
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