...daughters' blessing ; here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription...

...Good nuncle, in and ask thy daughters' blessing : here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyful ! Spit, fire ! spout, rain...wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription-)-;...

...nature's moulds, all germens spill at once, That make ingrateful man ! * , * * # * Rumble thy beflyfull! Spit, fire ! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription§;...

...journey towards Waterford. And, well, indeed, might he have applied to himself the wellknown lines — " Spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...' • I tax not you, ye elements, with unkindness — 1 never gave you kingdom, called you children — You owe me no subscription; why then, let fall...

...Good nuncle, in, and ask thy daughter's blessing ! Here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! spout, rain!...wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters; I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription6;...

...in such a case, would have spoken and acted like Fitzharland! CHAPTER XXI. " Rumble thy belly full ! spit fire ! spout rain ! Nor rain — wind — thunder — fire — are my daughters !" SHAKiPEARK. THE storm continued with unabated fury; the atmosphere was veiled on every side with...

...moulds, all germens spill at once, That make ingrateful man ! * * t * * Bumble thy bellyfull ! Sjiit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me.no subscription...

...pathetic comparison betwixt the severity of the tempest and of his daughters: Rumble thy belly full! spit, fire ! spout, rain ! Nor rain, wind, thunder,...are my daughters. I tax not you, ye elements, with unkindncss ; . I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children; You owe me no subscription. Then lei...

...daughters' blessing : here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull! Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, [ never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription...

...treacherous."* Shakspeare exhibits beautiful examples of the irregular influence of passion in making us believe things to be otherwise than they are. King...order to justify his resentment, believes them to be takingpart with his daughters : Lear. Rumble thy belly-full, spit fire, spout rain! Nor rain, wind,...