| William Shakespeare - 2005 - 900 sidor
...CORDELIA How does my royal lord? How fares your Majesty? LEAR You do me wrong to take me out o'th'grave: Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel...fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. CORDELIA Sir, do you know me? LEAR You are a spirit, I know; when did you die? CORDELIA Still, still,... | |
| Peter J. Leithart - 2006 - 179 sidor
...is a /^accommodated man. As he awakes, he speaks of being brought up from the torments of the grave: "You do me wrong to take me out o'the grave. Thou...soul in bliss; but I am bound upon a wheel of fire" (ll. 45—47). He has been recalled to life, redeemed from the tortures of Hell or Purgatory, by Cordelia,... | |
| Martin Lings - 2006 - 228 sidor
...Cordelia is, in virtue of what she symbolizes, definitely not of this world. The King says to her: Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel...fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead . . . You are a spirit, I know. (IV, 7, 46-49) Moreover, Lear is echoing here something of what the... | |
| Bob Dylan - 2006 - 1262 sidor
...già Tears of Rage e Too Much of Nothing, trae ispirazione in un passo del He iear(atto iv, scena 7): "Thou art a soul in bliss / But I am bound / Upon...fire, that mine own tears / Do scald like molten lead" [Tu sei un'anima beata ma io sono legato a una ruota di fuoco, che le mie lacrime arroventano come... | |
| Todd Howard James Pettigrew - 2007 - 206 sidor
...Daughter, his mind is filled with visions of hell: Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o'th'grave. Thou art a soul in bliss, but I am bound Upon a wheel...fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cordelia. Sir, know me. Lear. You're a spirit, I know. Where did you die? Cordelia. [ To DOCTOR.] Still,... | |
| András Horn - 2008 - 210 sidor
...Das bin ich auch! Ich bin's! - (Zum Weinen, auch das.)2i0 You do me wrong to take me out o'th'grave. Thou art a soul in bliss, but I am bound Upon a wheel...fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. Cordelia: Sir, do you know me? Lear: You are a spirit, I know. Where did you die? Cordelia: Still,... | |
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