 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
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 444 pages
...elements, with unkindness : I never gave you kingdoms, call'd you children ; You owe me no obedience. — Then let fall Your horrible pleasure ! — Here I stand your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man. — [Rain — Thunder — Lightning Yet I will call you servile ministers, 1 hat... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 512 pages
...c-tarnents, willi unkindnes,", I never gave you kingdom, calPd you children, You owe me no subscription;9 why then, let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man : — But yet I call you servile ministers, That have with two pernicious daughters... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 pages
...elements, with unkindness, I never gave you kingdoms, 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 old man. Alas, Sir ! are you here ? things that love night, Love not such nights as these... | |
 | Augustine Skottowe - 1824 - 708 pages
...general resemblance to such passages in Shakspeare as — " I tax not you, you elements, with unkindncss, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children ; You owe me no subscription ; why then let fall Your horrible pleasure ?" The restoration of the king to reason is the point at... | |
 | 1824 - 666 pages
...Blow ! winds, and crack your cheeks, • * • • • I tax not you, ye elements, with uukindness, aldwin, Cradock, and Joy : why then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand your slave— A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 486 pages
...fire! Nor rain, wind, thunder, tire, are my daughters; I tax not you, you elements, with unkiudiiess, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription j|; why then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and... | |
 | John Thurston - 1825 - 308 pages
...II. Lear. What's he, that hath so much thy place mistook, To set thee here t Act 1I. Scene IV. Lear. I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness ; I never...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... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1825 - 404 pages
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 | William Shakespeare - 1994 - 176 pages
...Good nuncle, in; ask thy daughters blessing. Here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. LEAR Rumble thy bellyful! Spit fire, spout rain! Nor rain,...elements, with unkindness: I never gave you kingdom, called you children; You owe me no subscription. Then let fall Your horrible pleasure. Here I stand... | |
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