 tis fittest. 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 Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.  Journal of Psychological Medicine - Page 6061849Full view - About this book
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 514 pages
...your Majefty ? Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o' th-' grave; Thou art a foul in blifs, but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire ; that mine own tears Do fcald lik« molten lead. Car. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a fpirit,. I know; when did you die... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 514 pages
...your majefty ? Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o' the grave.' Thou art a foul in blils ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do fcald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a fpirit, I know. — When did you... | |
 | George Colman - 1777 - 340 pages
...No. No more of that ! / Ctrd. Speak to me, Sir; who am I ? Lear. r. Thou art a foul in blifs ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do fcald like molten lead. Cord. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You're a fpirit, I know; when did you die?... | |
 | Thomas Davies - 1783 - 444 pages
...is a heathen, puts into his mouth the words of one in purgatory : Thou art a foul in blifs ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do fcald like molten lead. On Cordelia's falling on her knees, and imploring his benediclion, Lear kneels... | |
 | 1785 - 772 pages
...and his p-iin exquihtej You do me wrong to take me out o' th* grave. Thou art a foul in bills; but 1 am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do fcild like molten lead-- When Cordelia in great affliflion aflcs him, if he knows her, he replies—... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 446 pages
...fares your majefty ? Lear. You dome wrong to takemeouto'thegravc: Thou art a foul in blif's ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do fcald like molten lead. '" Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a fpirit,! know: When did you die?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 396 pages
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 364 pages
...majefty ? Lear. You do me- wrong, to take me out o' the grave : — Thou art a foul in blifs ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do fcald like molten lead. Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You are a fpirit, I know ; When did you die... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 488 pages
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 pages
...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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