 | Nathan Drake - 1828 - 520 pagina’s
...distempered, and his pain exquisite; You do me wrong to take me out o' th' grave : Thou art a soul ia bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.— When Cordelia in great affliction asks him if he knows her, he replies, You are a spirit, I know ;... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 542 pagina’s
...fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord ? How fares yoor majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong to take me out othe grave : — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tear» Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me .' Lear. You are aipirit, I know ; When... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 528 pagina’s
...fittest Cor. 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...know me? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; When did 700 die? Cor. Still, still, far wide! Phys. He's scarce awake; let him alone awhOe. /.•-'»•. Where... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 522 pagina’s
...royal lord ? How fares jour majesty ? Leer. You Ao me wrong to take me oat e*lhe grave: — Thou -ni a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tear« Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me: Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; When did... | |
 | Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - 1833 - 362 pagina’s
...CORDELIA. How does my royal lord 1 How fares your majesty t LEAR. You do me wrong to take me out of the grave. Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound...fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. CORDELIA. Sir, do you know me ? LEAR. You are spirit, I know : when did you die 1 CORDELIA. Still,... | |
 | 1833 - 1034 pagina’s
...your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong to take me out of the grave! Thou art a soul in bliss ; but 1 am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead, Cor. Sir, do you know ma ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know: When did you die? Cor. Still, still far wide ! Pftys. He's scarce... | |
 | James Montgomery - 1833 - 348 pagina’s
...CORDELIA. How does my royal lord ? How fares your majesty ? I.BAH. 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. CORDELIA. Sir, do you know me ? LEAR. You are a spirit, I know ; when did you die? CORDELIA. Still,... | |
 | Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - 1834 - 312 pagina’s
...— a recollection of the unquiet destiny which drives me in an opposite direction came over me — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, which mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Tuesday. — M. de Klenze called this morning and conducted... | |
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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. 
