 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 646 sayfa
...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 Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tean Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; When did... | |
 | James Ferguson - 1819 - 332 sayfa
...pain exquisite; You do me wrong to take me out o'th' grave. Thou art a soul in bliss! but 1 am hound 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; when... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 588 sayfa
...royal lord? How fares your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o* Ihe grave : — Thoa art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel...scald like molten lead. C'or. Sir, do you know me? /.ear. You are a spirit, I know ; when did you die^t Cor. Still, still, tar wide! Phys. He's scarce... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 414 sayfa
...wakes ; speak to him. Phys. Madam, do you ; 'tis fittest. Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o'the grave.-- Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound...that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cor. How does my royal lord ? How fares your majesty ' Lear. You are a spirit, I know. ? When did you die... | |
 | Lionel Thomas Berguer - 1823 - 636 sayfa
...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...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 ;... | |
 | James Ferguson - 1823 - 322 sayfa
...distempered, and his pain exquisite; You do me wrong to take me out o'lh' grave. Thou art a soul in bliss! bat 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, 1 know ;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 512 sayfa
...Cor. How doe.« my royal lord ? flow 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...like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. Yon are a spirit, I know ; When did you die? Cor. Still, still, far wide! Phys. He's scarce awake ;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 512 sayfa
...Cor. How does my royal lord ? How fares your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take roe out o'tbe grave :— Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound...scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me? l.iar. You are a spirit, I know ; When did jroa die? Car. Still, still, tar wide ! Phys. He's scarce... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 sayfa
...CORDELIA. 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...tears Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know rne ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know: When did you ;. : Cor. Still, still, far wide! [die ? Phys. He's... | |
 | 1824 - 666 sayfa
...roused before the operation of the opiate had been exhausted: You do me wrong to take me out o' the Thou art a soul in bliss : but I am bound Upon a wheel...fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. grave. Cordelia inquires, " Sir, do you know me?" Lear replies, " You are a spirit, I know. When did... | |
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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. 
