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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... "
The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the ... - Sivu 402
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Elements of Criticism

Lord Henry Home Kames - 1830 - 492 sivua
...in ; In, boy, go firsl. You houseless poverty, Nay, get 'hee in; I'll pray and then I'll sleep — Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide...houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggednes? defend you From seasons such a? these ? OI have ta'en Too little care of this! take physic,...

The Angling Excursions of Gregory Greendrake, Esq. [pseud., I.e. J. Coad] in ...

J. Coad - 1832 - 334 sivua
...cinnamon; an excellent killing colour. CHAP. VII. " Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That hide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your...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 wretches...

Elements of Criticism

Lord Henry Home Kames - 1833 - 518 sivua
...in ; In, boy, go first. You houseless poverty Nay, get thee in ; I'll pray, and then I'll sleep— Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide...window'd raggedness defend you From seasons such as these 1 OI have ta'en Too little care of this ! take physic, Pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches...

King Lear. Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. Othello

William Shakespeare - 1836 - 534 sivua
...— In such a night as this! O Regan, Goneril ! — Your old kind father, whose frank heart gave you all — O, that way madness lies ; let me shun that...shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your looped and windowed raggedness,3 defend you' From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little...

Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Falconer ...

John Aikin, John Frost - 1838 - 752 sivua
...canna see, I guess an' fear. A WINTER'S NIGHT. Poor, naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That hide Wardle iheso 7— — SHAESTIURS WHEN hiting Boreas, fell and doure, Sharp shivers tbrough the leafless hower...

Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Falconer ...

John Aikin - 1838 - 750 sivua
...guess an' fear. A WINTER'S NIGHT. Poor, naked -wretches, wheresoe'er you arc, That hide the polling of this pitiless storm ! How shall your houseless...raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these 1 SlIAKSPEaRE WHEN hiting Boreas, fell and doure, Sharp shivers through the leafless hower; When Phaebus...

The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: King Lear. Romeo and Juliet ...

William Shakespeare - 1839 - 536 sivua
...things would hurt me more. — But I'll go in. In, boy: go first. — [To the Fool.] You houseless2 poverty, — Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then...shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your looped and windowed raggedness,3 defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little...

American Phrenological Journal and Life Illustrated, Nide 2

1840 - 598 sivua
...he extends his sympathy to an humbler sphere. The lines are spoken by Lear, in the midst of a storm. "Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide...these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this! Take physic, pomp; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel; That thou may'st shake the superflux to them,...

The Works of Robert Burns, Nide 1

Robert Burns - 1840 - 368 sivua
...forward, tho' I canna see, I guess and fear. A WINTER NIGHT.* Poor naked wretches, whereso'er you arc, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm ! How...raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? SHAKSPKARE. WHEN biting Boreas, fell and doure, Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r ; When Phoebus...

Society Organized: An Allegory

William Augustus Gordon Hake - 1840 - 164 sivua
...heath, in the storm, looking back on his own passed reign, thus pathetically upbraids himself; — 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? O, I have taken Too little...




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