 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;° why then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand,...  Cymbeline. Titus Andronicus. Pericles. King Lear - Strana 405autor/autoři: William Shakespeare - 1811Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Shakespeare - 2005 - 900 str.
...thy daughters blessing! Here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. LEAR Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...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... | |
 | Nichol D. Smith - 2006 - 396 str.
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 | Masolino D'Amico - 2007 - 255 str.
...Lear, sordo a ogni richiamo del buon senso, continua a infuriare nella tormenta: Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...elements, with unkindness: I never gave you kingdom, called you children; You owe me no subscription. (14-18). Romba finché ne hai in corpo! Fuoco, sputa!... | |
 | Anton Chekhov - 2007 - 1128 str.
...daughters' blessing; here's a night pities neither wise man nor fool." SVETLOVIDOV. "Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, called you children." That's power! That's talent! That's an artist! Something else ... the sort of... | |
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