 | 1833 - 1034 Seiten
...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... | |
 | Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - 1837 - 400 Seiten
...CORDELIA. How does my royal lord ? How fares your majesty ? LEAR. You do me wrong to take me out of the grave. Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon...fire, that, mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. • CORDELIA. Sir, do you know me ? LEAR. You are a spirit, I know : when did you die ? CORDELIA. Still,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 522 Seiten
...Cor. How does глу royal lord ? How fares joar mnjeslv ? Lear. You d'o me wrong to take me ont o'th; grave : — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound...own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do von know me 1 Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; ^"hen did тоа die? Cor. Still, still, far wide! Phys.... | |
 | Ebenezer Bailey - 1840 - 426 Seiten
...fittest. Cor How does my royal lord ? How fares your majesty T Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o' th' grave ; Thou art a soul in bliss, but I am bound Upon...tears Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know ,ne 1 Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; when did you die ? Cor. Still, still far wide — Phys. He's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1841 - 312 Seiten
...Cor. How does my royal lord ? How fares 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...know : when did you die? Cor. Still, still, far wide ! Phy. He 's scarce awake ; let him alone awhile. Lear. Where have I been ? Where am I ? — Fair daylight... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 340 Seiten
...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 : when did you die ? Cor. Still, still, far wide ! Phy. He 's scarce awake ; let him alone awhile. Lear. Where have I been ? Where am I ? — Fair daylight... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 Seiten
...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...did you die ? Cor. Still, still, far wide ! Phys. He 's scarce awake : let him alone awhile. Lear. Where have I been? Where am I? — Fair daylight ?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 646 Seiten
...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...Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know. Where did you die3? Cor. Still, still, far wide. Doct. He's scarce awake : let him alone awhile. Lear.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 652 Seiten
...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...Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know. Where did you die8? Cor. Still, still, far wide. Doct. He's scarce awake : let him alone awhile. Lear.... | |
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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. 
