 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 Plays - Página 377por William Shakespeare - 1824Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | William Shakespeare - 1862
...rogues forlorn, In short and musty straw ? Alack, alack ! Tis wonder that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. — He wakes ; speak to him....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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1863
...'Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. — He wakes ; speak to him. J'hys. Madam, do you; 'tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1864
...all. — He wakes ; speak to him. Phys. Madam, do you; 'tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord 1 How fares your Majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to...in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that miue own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John William Stanhope Hows - 1864 - 447 páginas
...rogues forlorn, In shorty and musty straw? Alack, alack ! 'Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. — He wakes ; speak to him....royal lord ? How fares your majesty * Lear. You do me wong, to take me out o'the grave : — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1864
...COHD. How does my royal lord ? How fares your majesty ? LEAR. You do me wrong to take me out o' the . CORD. Sir, do you know me ? LEAR. You are a spirit, I know ; when * did you die ? CORD. Still, still,... | |
 | esq Henry Jenkins - 1864
...Cordelia. 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...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 - 1865
...rogues forlorn, In short and musty straw? Alack, alack! 'Tis wonder that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. — He wakes ; speak to him....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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867
...rogues forlorn, In short and musty straw? Alack, alack! 'Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. — He wakes; speak to him....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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866
...'Tis wonder that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. — He wakes ; speak to him. Doct. Madam, do you ; 'tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867
...rogues forlorn, In short and musty straw? Alack, alack! 'Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all. — He wakes; speak to him....your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave : — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Vpon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears... | |
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