Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this... Speak What We Feel: Not What We Ought to Say - Pàgina 143per Frederick Buechner - 2009 - 176 pàginesPrevisualització limitada - Sobre aquest llibre
| William Shakespeare - 1800 - 396 pàgines
...sleep. — \_Fuol goes in. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads, and...defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physick, pomp; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel ; That... | |
| Longinus - 1800 - 238 pàgines
...pray, and then I'll sleep Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That 'bide the pelting of this pitiless storm ! How shall your houseless heads, and...raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? — Oh ! I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp, , Expose thyself to feel what... | |
| 1810 - 702 pàgines
...in this animated metaphor, " Poor naked wretches ! whereao'er ye are, That hide the pelting of this pitiless storm. How shall your houseless heads and...window'd raggedness defend you From seasons such as these ?" SHAKSFEARE. A very different expression from either of the foregoing, viz. a softness of tone, a... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1803 - 488 pàgines
...I'll sleep. — [Fool goes in. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads, and...raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physick, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel ; That... | |
| 1803 - 244 pàgines
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| William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 pàgines
...I'll sleep. — [Fool goes in. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads, and...raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physick, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel ; That... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1805 - 490 pàgines
...sleep. — [Fool goes t7i. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads, and...defend you, From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physick, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel; , .... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1805 - 496 pàgines
...I'll sleep. — [Fool goes in. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads, and...defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this! Take physick, pomp; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel ; That... | |
| E. H. Seymour - 1805 - 450 pàgines
..." Poor naked wretches, xvhcresoe'cr ye are, " That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm ; " Ho\v shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, " Your loop'd and window'd raggedness defend you " 'Gainst seasons such as this." 159. " Thouflatter'st misery." Tin's will not give the measure : I... | |
| E. H. Seymour - 1805 - 454 pàgines
...this we find in King Lear: " Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er ye are, " That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm ; " How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, " Your loop'd and window 'd raggedness defend you " 'Gainst seasons such as this." 159. " Thou flatter 'st misery." This... | |
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