...nuncle, court holy-water in a dry house is better than this rain-water out o' door. Good nuncle, in ; ask thy daughters' blessing ; here's a night pities...gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription ; then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak,...

...is better than this ram water out o' door. Good nuncle, in ; ask thy daughters' blessing ; here 'sa eman's subscription ; then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak,...

...is better than this rain-water out o' door. Good nuncle, in ; ask thy daughters' blessing ; here 'sa night pities neither wise men nor fools. LEAR. Rumble...gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription ; then let fall Your horrible pleasure ; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak,...

...thy daughters' blessing. Here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. LEAR Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! Spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, called you children. You owe me no subscription; then let fall Your horrible pleasure. Here I stand,...

...Come on, come on, the Fool's lines! Quick, quick! NIKITA. (as the FOOL) O nuncle, court holy-water in a dry house is better than this rain-water out...daughters' blessing: here's a night pities neither wise man nor fool. SVETLOVIDOV. Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire...

...nature's molds, all germens spill at once That make ungrateful man! (Fool: ...) Rumble thy bellyful! Spit fire! spout rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire,...gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription. Then, let fall Your horrible pleasure. Here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak,...

...nature's moulds, all germens spill at once That makes ingrateful man! 10 Fool Oh nuncle, court holy-water in a dry house is better than this rain-water out...pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! Spout, rain! 15 Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax you not,...

...thy daughters blessing. Here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. LEAR Rumble thy bellyful! Spit fire, spout rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire...elements, with unkindness: I never gave you kingdom, called you children; You owe me no subscription. Then let fall Your horrible pleasure. Here I stand...

...thy daughters blessing. Here's a night pities neither wise man nor fool. LEAR Rumble thy bellyful; spit, fire; spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...daughters. I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness. 15 I never gave you kingdom, called you children. You owe me no subscription. Why then, let fall Your...

...Crack Nature's moulds, all germains spill at once, That makes ingrateful man. Rumble thy bellyful. Spit, fire. Spout, rain. Nor rain, wind, thunder,...elements, with unkindness. I never gave you kingdom, called you children; You owe me no subscription. Then let fall Your horrible pleasure. Here I stand...