 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 Goblins of Neapolis - Strana 114autor/autoři: William Smith - 1836 - 146 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 396 str.
...Fool."] You houseless poverty, — Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then I'll 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 unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From... | |
 | Longinus - 1800 - 238 str.
...give me leave to ponder On things would hurt me more Nay, get thee in ; I'll 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 unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 488 str.
...Fool.] You houseless poverty, — Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then 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 unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 str.
...Fool.] You houseless poverty, — Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then 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 unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 490 str.
...Fool.] You houseless poverty, — Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then I'll 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 unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you, From... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 496 str.
...Fool.] You houseless poverty, — Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then 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 unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From... | |
 | 1806 - 408 str.
..., In, boy, go first. You houseless poverty — Nay, get thee in; I'll pray, and then I'll sleepPoor 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... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1806 - 446 str.
...e'e, On prospects drear ! An' forward, tho' I canna see, I gue ss an' fear. A WINTER WINTER NIGHT. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pityless storm ! How shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window d raggedness,... | |
 | Alexander Fraser Tytler (lord Woodhouselee.) - 1807 - 464 str.
...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 the pelting of this pityless storm ! " How shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides, " Your loop'd and window'd raggedness... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 str.
...here's the entrance. Lear. Well, I'll go in, And pass it 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... | |
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