 tis 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 tears Do scald like molten lead.  The British Essayists;: Adventurer - Página 194por Alexander Chalmers - 1808Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 652 páginas
...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. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know. Where did you die8? Cor. Still, still, far... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 554 páginas
...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. Cor. Sir, do you know me? Lear. Yon are a spirit, I know. Where did you die? Cor. Still, still, far... | |
 | Eliphalet L. Rice - 1846 - 432 páginas
...your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong to take me out oi 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. Cor. Sir, do you know me? Lear. You are a spirit, I know : when did you die? Cor. Still, still far... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 páginas
...your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss, but rs. Com. On, to the Capitol Cor. Sir, do vou know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know. "Where did you die? Cor. Still, still, far... | |
 | Timothy Stone Pinneo - 1847 - 502 páginas
...fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o' th' 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. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; when did you die ? Cor. Still, still far... | |
 | 1849 - 700 páginas
...the air ! Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out of the grave ; — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but [ am bound Upon a wheel of 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 yon die ? Cordelia. Still,... | |
 | Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - 1850 - 398 páginas
...other writer. CORDELIA. You do me wrong to take me out of 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. CORDELIA. Sir, do you know me ? LEAR. You are a spirit, I know : when did you die ? CORDELIA. Still,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 586 páginas
...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. * Dressed. t Formed. J Changed hy his children. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 532 páginas
...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. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know ; when did you die ? - Cor. Still, still,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 páginas
...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. 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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