 How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? LEAR. You do me wrong to take me out o' the grave; thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears do scald like molten lead.  The Plays and Poems of Shakespeare - Strana 64autor/autoři: William Shakespeare - 1878Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 488 str.
...Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. — He wakes; speak to him. Phys. Madam, do you ; 'tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal...your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o'the grave: — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 356 str.
...'Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. — He wakes; speak to him; Phys. Madam, do you; 'tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal...me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know; When did you die1? Cor. Still, still, far wide ! Phys. He's scarce awake; let him alone awhile. VOL. XIII. L Lear.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 382 str.
...Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. — He wakes; speak to him. Phys. Madam, do you ; 'tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal...your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o'the grave : — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - 336 str.
...his imagination is still distempered, and his pain exquisite ; You do me wrong to take me out o'th' grave. Thou art a soul in bliss ! but I am bound Upon...of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten !• ad — — — — When Cordelia in great affliction asks him if he knows her, he replies, You... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1811 - 510 str.
...daughter. The behaviour of Lear, on first awaking from his sleep, is beautifully interesting : — " You do me wrong to take me out o' the grave :— •...of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lend." ******** " f am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward ; and, to deal plainly, I... | |
 | 1811 - 530 str.
...the other, is divinely conceived, and more than humanly expressed. You do me wrong to take me out of the grave: — — Thou art a soul in bliss; but I...fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cord. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You arc a spirit, I know: — when did you die? The whole of this... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 str.
...! Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all.—He wakes; speak to him. Phys. Madam, do you ; 'tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal...your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o'the Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 str.
...'Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. — He wakes ; speak to him. Phys. Madam, do you ; 'tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal...your majesty? Lear, You do me wrong, to take me out o'the grave.— Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 str.
...'Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. — He wakes ; speak to him. Phys. Madam, do you ; 'tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal...your majesty? Lear You do me wrong, to take me out c'the grave.— Thou art a soul in bliss , but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 666 str.
...How does my royal Lord ? how fares your Majesty? [grave; Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o' th' Thou art a soul in bliss, but I am bound Upon a wheel...me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; when did you Cor. Still, still, far wide [die ? Phys. He's scarce awake, let him alone awhile. Lcur. Where have... | |
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