 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 396 páginas
...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. Cor. Sir, do you know me? Lear. You are a spirit, I... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 488 páginas
...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. Cor. Sir, do you know me? Lear. You are a spirit, I... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 páginas
...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. Cor. Sir, do you know me? Lear. You are a spirit, I... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 490 páginas
...your majesty ? 3 to watch (poor perdu !) ; 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 496 páginas
...perdus. With this thin helm ? ie bare-beaded. 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 356 páginas
...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. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 382 páginas
...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. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - 336 páginas
...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 a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten !• ad — — — — When Cordelia in great affliction... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 páginas
...Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o'th' grave. Cord. Speak to me, sir ; who am I ? Lear. You are a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, which my own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cord. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 432 páginas
...Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o'th' grave. Cord. Speak to me, sir; who am I ? Lear. You are a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, which my own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cord. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a spirit, I know;... | |
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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. 
