...Good nuncle, in, and afk thy daughters bleffing; here's a night pities neither wife men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy belly full ! fpit fire ! fpout rain...unkindnefs, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, Kent, " a few words, which are of greater confequence than •• any thing I have hitherto faid. That...

...reprefentation of all the horrors of a midnight ftorm, and Lear delivering himfelf in the following man,ner, Rumble thy belly full, fpit fire, fpout rain, Nor...you, you elements, with unkindnefs, I never gave you kingdoms. Then let fall Your horrible vengeance, herel ftand your Have, A poor, infirm, weak and defpis'd...

...and Lear delivering himfelf in the following manner, Rumble thy belly full, fpit fire, fpout rain, N Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire are my daughters; I...you, you elements, with unkindnefs, I never gave you kingdoms. Then let fall Your horrible vengeance, here I ftand your Have, A poor, infirm, weak and defpis'd...

...which Shakefpeare hath put into the mouth of King Lear upon that occafion : Rumble thy bdly-full •-. fpit fire, fpout rain; N'or rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. I tax you not, you elements, with unkindneis, J never gave you kingdoms, call'd ypu children ; You owe me...

...Crack nature's mould, all (16) germins fpill at once That make ingrateful man. Rumble thy belly-full, fpit fire, fpout rain ; Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters; I tax (14) Cat-drawn.'] it Drawn dry by its cubs, and therefore the more ready to go out in fearch of prey...

...rotundity o' th' world ; Crack nature's mould, all germins fpill at once That make ungrateful man'! Rumble thy belly full, fpit fire, fpout rain ! Nor...wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. I tax not you, ye elements, with unkindnefs; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children ; You owe me no fubfcription....

...have the fame phrafe. Eau benite de cour ; fair empty Words.— Cbaml/atid'f Diftionarj. STKEVENS. I tax not you, you elements, with unkindnefs, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, 3 You owe me no fubfcription ; why then let fall Your horrible pleafure ; * here I ftand, your flave,...

...little life ? Poor Jack, farewell ! I could have better fpar'da better man. Henry IV. P. i, A. 5, S. 4.. I tax not you, you elements, with unkindnefs, I never gave you kingdoms, call'd you children, You owe me no fubfcription ; why then let fall Your horrible pleafure...

...juftify his refentment, believes them to be taking part with his daughters : Lear. Rumble thy belly-full, fpit fire, fpout rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire,...you, you elements, with unkindnefs ; I never gave you kingdoms, call'd you children ; You owe me no fubfcription. Then let fall Tour horrible pleafure. Here...

...the weather ; nature itfelf in hurry and difordcr, but he is as violent and boifterous as the ftorm. Rumble thy belly full, fpit fire, fpout rain ; Nor...wind, thunder, fire are my daughters. I tax not you, ye elements. And immediately after, • Let the great gods That keep this dreadful thundering o'er...