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The Plays of William Shakespeare, Volume 8

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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The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the ..., Volume 9

William Shakespeare - 1805 - 496 pages
...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 know ; When did you die? Cor. Still, still, far...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text ..., Volume 8

William Shakespeare - 1805 - 490 pages
...(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 know ; When did you die? Cor. Still, still, far...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Volume 13

William Shakespeare - 1806 - 356 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 die1? Cor. Still, still, far...
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The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson ..., Volume 9

William Shakespeare - 1807 - 382 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 ? Phys. He's scarce awake...
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The British Essayists;: Adventurer

Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - 328 pages
...and his pain exquisite ; You do me wrong to take me out o'th' grave. Thou art a soul in bliss ! Inn I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears...him if he knows her, he replies, You are a spirit, I know ; when did you die ? This reply heightens her distress ; but his sensibility beginning to return,...
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The British Essayists;: Adventurer

Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - 336 pages
...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 asks him if he knows her, he replies, You...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and ..., Volume 14

William Shakespeare - 1809 - 378 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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Cymbeline. Titus Andronicus. Pericles. King Lear

William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 pages
...How fares your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o'the Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. grave :—- Lear. You are a spirit, I know; When did you die ? Cor. Sir, do you know me ? Cor. Still,...
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The Mirror of Taste, and Dramatic Censor, Volume 4

1811 - 530 pages
...humanly expressed. 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. Cord. Sir, do you know me ? Lear. You arc a spirit, I know: — when did you die? The whole of this...
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