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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... "
Principles of Social and Political Economy, Or, The Laws of the Creation and ... - 505 ページ
William Atkinson 著 - 1858 - 645 ページ
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The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the ...

Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 424 ページ
...all : I'll pray, and then I'll sleep. [Thunder. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That'bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides Sustain this shock ? your raggedness defend you From seasons such as these i Oh, I have ta'en Too little...

The British Essayists;: Adventurer

Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - 328 ページ
...wheresoe'er ye are, That bide the petting of this pityless storm ! How shall your houseless heads, and iinfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ! He concludes with a sentiment finely suited to his condition, and worthy to be written in characters...

The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and ..., 第 14 巻

William Shakespeare - 1809 - 378 ページ
...the¥oo\.] You houseless poverty,— Nay, get thee in. I '11 pray, and then I '11 sleep. — £Fool goes in. ,Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide...houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness,5 defend you 3 Tour old kind father , whose frank heart gave all,] Old copies: Tour old...

The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and ..., 第 14 巻

William Shakespeare - 1809 - 384 ページ
...houseless poverty,— Nay, get thee in. I '11 pray, and then I '11 sleep. — [Fool goes in. Poor n ,iked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting...houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and winclow'd raggedness,5 defend you 3 Tour old kine! father, whose frank heart gave all,] Old copies:...

Specimens of the British poets, 第 2 巻

British poets - 1809 - 526 ページ
...friend, inspirer, guardian, and reward !.) O never, never, Scotia's realm desert ; A WINTER NIGHT. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide...of this pitiless storm ! How shall your houseless hends, ami unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend yon, From seasons such as these?...

Letters on Literature, Taste, and Composition, Addressed to His Son

George Gregory - 1809 - 384 ページ
...thine own ease.... Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'cr you art, That bide the pelting of this pityless storm, How shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggcdness defend -you From seasons such as these." Such also is the exhortation of our Saviour : "...

Poems and songs on different subjects, 第 596 号

Andrew M'Kenzie - 1810 - 194 ページ
...influence impart, From woe to snatch the broken Ijeart. THE STORM.O) " Poor naked wretches, wheiesoe'er you are, " That bide the pelting of this pitiless...raggedness, defend you "From seasons such as these." SHAKESPEARE. 'Tis night...loud howls the storm...the surges roar— With dreadful force they beat the...

Cymbeline. Titus Andronicus. Pericles. King Lear

William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 ページ
...first.—[To the Fool.] You houseless Nav, get thee in. I'll pray, and then I'll sleep.— poverty,— Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide...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...

Cymbeline

William Shakespeare - 1811 - 424 ページ
...Fool.] You houseless poverty, — Nay, get tbee in. I'll pray, and then I'll sleep. — [Fool goes in. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide...raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches...

King Lear: A Tragedy : in Five Acts

William Shakespeare, Nahum Tate - 1811 - 94 ページ
...here's the entrance. Lear. Well, I'll go in, And pass it all : I'll pray, and then I'll sleep. (tfmnder, Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That 'bide the pelting of this pitiless slorm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides Sustain this shock? your raggedness defend you...




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