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...Lear. Rumble thy bellyful, 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. Then let fall Your horrible pleasure. —...

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