...naturally, in the general calamity of the storm, recurs to his own particular circumstances. LEAH. Spit fire, spout rain ; Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters ; 1 tax you not, you elements, with unkindness, 1 never gave you kingdoms, call'd you children, You...

...naturally, in the general calamity of the storm, recurs to his own particular circumstances. LEAH. Spit fire, spout rain ; Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters ; 1 tax you not, you elements, with unkindness, 1 never gave you kingdoms, cal1'd you children, You...

...daughters' blessing; here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...gave you 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,...

...daughters' blessing ; here's a iiight pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull! Spit, fire! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : 1 tax not you, you elements, with uukindness, 1 never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You...

...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...

...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...

...fo »iel er will. Sф »erlaffe miф auf mein Siф! Blow winds, and crack your cheeks ¡rage blow! I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I never gave you kingdom, call> d. you children. You owe me no submission. Then let fall Your horrible pleasure; her ei stand...

...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,...