 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 str.
...fcarcely keeps thee warm; but for true need, You Heav'ns, give me that patience, patience I need, You fee me here, you Gods, a poor old Man, As full of Grief as Age, wretched in both, If it be you that ftir thefe Daughters hearts Againft their Father, fool me not fo much, To bear it... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1709 - 598 str.
...keeps thee warm -, but for true need, You Hcav'ns, give me that patience, patience I need, You fee me here, you Gods, a poor old Man, As full of Grief as A^c, wretched in both, If it be you chat ftir thefe Dauj.hers hearts Againft their Father, fool me... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 492 str.
...fcarcely keeps thee warm •, but for true need, You heav'ns, give me that patience which I need ! You fee me here, you Gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age •, wretched in both ! If it be you, that ftir thefe daughters hearts Againft their father, fool me not fo much To bear... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 340 str.
...fearcely keeps thee warm ; but for true need. You heav'ns, give me that patience which I need 1 You fee me here, you Gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age, wretched in both. If it be you that flir thefe daughters hearts Againft their father, fool me not fo much To bear it... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Nahum Tate - 1749 - 82 str.
...and ftomachiul. [Lightning and TfjuuJer, Lsar. Heav'cs drop your Patience down I You fee me here, ye Gods, a poor old Man, As full of Grief as Age, wretched in both— — I'll bear no more. No, you unnatural Hags, I will have fuch Revenges on you both, That all the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1750 - 332 str.
...fcarcely keeps thee warm ; but for true need, You heav'm, give me that patience which I need ! You fee me here, you Gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age, wretched in both. If it be you that ftir thefe daughters hearts Againft their father, fool me not fo much To bear it... | |
 | John Hill - 1750 - 350 str.
...thofe whom he had rais'd to pflwer, he cries out, Heavens, drop your patience down ! Ye fee me here, ye gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age : wretched in both I'H hear no more ; no — ye unnatural hags, I will have fuch revenges on you both, That all the world... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 268 str.
...privation fenfc is fjt.Efy'd. "See LUcRET. B. a. Behold Lear on the Ingratitude of his Dauglters. You fee me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you, that ftir thefe daughters hearts Againft their father, fool me not fo much To bear... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1762 - 478 str.
...fcarcely keeps thee warm ; but for true need, You heav'ns, give me that patience which I need ! You fee me here, you Gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you, that ftir tkefe daughters' hearts Againft their father, fool me not fo much To bear... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 304 str.
...Scarcely keeps thee warm. But for irue need ! You Heav'ns, give me that patienee which] need!. You lee me here, you Gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both : If it be you that flir thefe daughters' hearts . Againft their father, fool me not fo much To bear... | |
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You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age; wretched in both! If it be you that stir these daughters... 
