 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 pàgines
...first. [To the Fool.]— You houseless poverty,— Nay, get thee in. I 'll pray, and then l 1l •И1 ' Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide...How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your looped and windowed raggcdness, defend you From seasons such as these? O, I have ta'en l oo little... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 554 pàgines
...pray, and then I 'll sleep. — [Fool goes in. Poor naked wretches , wheresoe'er you are , That hide the pelting of this pitiless storm , How shall your...these ? O ! I have ta'en Too little care of this. Take physic, pomp; Eipose thyself to feel what wretches feel , That thou may'st shake the superllux to them... | |
 | 1844 - 276 pàgines
...this feeling apostrophe — Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of the pitiless storm ! How shall your houseless heads and...window'd raggedness defend you From seasons such as these ! KING LEAR. dens to browse on the cultivated vegetables ; and the hen-roosts are pillaged by foxes,... | |
 | 1847 - 540 pàgines
...could beguile My soul from its safety, with witchery's smile. MRS. OSGOOD. INDIGENCE — POVERTY. 1. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide...raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? SHAKSPEAKE. 2. Famine is in thy cheeks; Need and oppression stareth in thine eyes ; Upon thy back... | |
 | 1847 - 526 pàgines
...could beguile My soul from its safety, with witchery's smile. MRS. OSGOOD. INDIGENCE — POVERTY. 1. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide...raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? SHAKSPEARE. 2. Famine is in thy cheeks ; Need and oppression stareth in thine eyes ; Upon thy back... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 pàgines
...Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then I'll sleep — [Fool goes in Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'cr speare Í Oil have la'en Too little care of this. Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1847 - 516 pàgines
...I'll go in; Kent. Good, my lord, enter here. » Nay, get thee in; I'll pray, and then I'll sleep— Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide...sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness defend you In, boy, go first. You houseless poverty From seasons such as these 1 OI have ta'en Too little care... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 536 pàgines
...Kent. Good my lord, enter here. poverty,— . • Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then I'll sleep.— Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide...shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your looped and windowed raggedness, 3 defend you From seasons such as these ? 0, I have ta'en Too little... | |
 | William Beattie - 1849 - 480 pàgines
...Common on the bitterest day, with nankeen pantaloons — " Poor naked wretches, whcresoe'er ye be, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How...window'd raggedness defend you From seasons such as these ? " — So, I dare say, you thought with me on the dismal Friday ! The reflection was unhappily too... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1850 - 596 pàgines
...thefool.] You houseless poverty, Nay, get thee in ; I'll pray, and then I'll sleep. [Fool yoes in. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That 'bide...shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides. Your looped and windowed raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? Oil have ta'en Too little care... | |
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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... 
