1:08:02
Spit, fire.
1:08:05
Spout, rain.
1:08:07
Nor rain, wind,
thunder, fire,
are my daughters.
1:08:15
I tax not you,
you elements,
with unkindness.
1:08:20
I never gave you kingdom,
1:08:22
call'd you children.
1:08:24
You owe me
no subscription.
1:08:28
Then let fall
your horrible pleasure.
1:08:32
Here I stand, your slave,
1:08:35
a poor, infirm,
weak and despis'd old man;
1:08:38
but yet I call you
servile ministers
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that will with two
pernicious daughters join
your high-engender'd battles
1:08:46
'gainst a head
so old and white as this.
1:08:50
O, ho, 'tis foul!
1:08:55
He who has a house to put his head in
has a good head-piece.
1:08:59
No, I will be the pattern
of all patience.
1:09:05
I will say nothing.
1:09:09
Who's there?
1:09:10
A wise man and a fool.
1:09:14
Let the great gods that
keep this dreadful pudder
o'er our heads
1:09:18
find out their enemies now.
1:09:20
Tremble, thou wretch,
that hast within thee
1:09:22
undivulged crimes
unwhipped of justice:
1:09:25
Caitiff, to pieces shake,
that under covert
and convenient seeming
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hast practis'd
on man's life.
1:09:31
Close pent-up guilts,
1:09:34
rive your concealing
continents,
1:09:36
and cry these dreadful
summoners grace.
1:09:43
I am a man
more sinn'd against
than sinning.
1:09:47
Gracious my lord,
1:09:49
hard by here is a hovel;
1:09:51
some friendship
will it lend you
'gainst the tempest.
1:09:56
My wits begin to turn.