 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 - Strana 74autor/autoři: William Shakespeare - 1804Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 338 str.
...first. — [to the Fool.'] You houseless poverty, — Nay, get thee in : I '11 pray, and then I "11 sleep. — [Fool goes in. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er...these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel ; That thou mayst shake the superflux to them,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 554 str.
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 554 str.
...will not give me leave to ponder On things would hurt me more. — But I'll go in : In. b°y ! g° first.— [To the Fool.] You houseless poverty,—...houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggednoss, defend you From seasons such as these ? 0, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take... | |
 | 1847 - 526 str.
...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... | |
 | 1847 - 540 str.
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 str.
...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 str.
...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 - 1851 - 586 str.
...such a night as this ! O Regan, Goneril ! Your old kind father, whose frank heart gave all,— < ), that way madness lies ; let me shun that; No more...these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel ; That thou mayst shake the superflux to them,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 str.
...way madness lies; let me shun that; No more of that. Kent. Good my lord, enter here. Lear. Tr'ythee, go in thyself; seek thine own ease: This tempest will...shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your looped and windowed raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? 0, I have ta'en Too little... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 str.
...go first. — [To the Fool.] You housele«i poverty, — Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then J'll sleep, — [Fool goes in, Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er...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... | |
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