 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 666 trang
...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...fire, that mine own tears Do scald, like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; when did you Cor. Still, still, far wide... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 528 trang
...s Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty ? Lear. Vou do me wrong, to take me out o'the grave : — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound...fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me? Cor. Still, still, far wide! Phys. He's scarce awake ; let him alone awhile.... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 trang
...does my royal lord ? how fares your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o' the grave. Tn on art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own teari Do icald like molten lead. Card. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; when... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1817 - 708 trang
...— " Cor. 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...fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; when did you die ? — Cor. O, look upon... | |
 | 1833 - 1006 trang
...fares your majesty ? Lsar. 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. Bir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know: When did you Cor. Still, still far wide... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 346 trang
...him. Phys. Madam, do you ; 'tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord ? How fares your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave : —...fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; When did you die? Cor. Still, still, far... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 342 trang
...he revives and recollects her. " Cordelia. How does my royal lord ? How fares your majesty ! I mar. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave : Thou...bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do --<-.:! M like molten lead. Cordelia. Sir, do you know me? Lear. You are a spirit 1 I now : when did... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 646 trang
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 510 trang
...him. PHYS. Madam, do you ; 'tis fittest. CoR. How does my royal lord ? How fares your majesty ? LEAR. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave : —...fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. CoR. Sir, do you know me ? LEAR. You are a spirit, I know ; When did you die ? CoR. Still, still, far... | |
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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. 
