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...itself in hurry and disorder, but he as violent and boisterous as the storm. Rumble thy belly-full, spit fire, spout rain ; Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire are my daughters ; I tax not you, ye elements. And Pale, trembling, tir'd, the sailors freeze with fears, And instant death on ev'ry wave appears*....

...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 subscription5';...

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

...forfjir .words. 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...! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters : 1 tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You...

...daughters' blessing; here's a night pities neither wise men nor fools. Lear. Rumble thy bellyfull 1 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...

...thy 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;1...

...thy 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;1...

...all germins fpill at once That make ungrateful man! Rumble thy belly full, fpit fire, fpout rainT . Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters. I tax not you, ye elements, with unkindnefs; I never gave you kingdoms, call'd you children; You owe me no fubfcription. Then let fall...

...Crack nature's moulds ! all germens spill at once That make ungrateful man ! Rumble thy belly-full! spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind , thunder, fire , are my daughters; I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness, I never gave you kingdoms , call'd you children,' You owe me no subscription;...