 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?  Catholic World - Сторінка 8151908Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 396 стор.
...to ponder On things would hurt me more. — But I'll go in: In, boy ; go first. — [to the 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... | |
 | 1911 - 592 стор.
...Saintsbury quotes. Or the — to our thinking — yet more beautiful, ' Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er ye are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,...How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your looped and windowed raggedness, defend you In seasons such as these ? ' of Lear, where the fall of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 488 стор.
...to ponder On things would hurt me more. — But I'll go in : In, boy; go first. — [To the 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 стор.
...ponder On things would hurt me more. — But i'll go in: • In, boy; go first. — [to the 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 490 стор.
...enter here. On things would hurt me more. — But I'll go in: " In, boy; go firsts — .[To the 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 496 стор.
...to ponder 1 On things would hurt me more. — But I'll go in: In, boy; go first. — [To the 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... | |
 | 1806 - 408 стор.
...ease; Tliis tempest will not give me leave to ponder On things would hurt me more — but I'll go in: , 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 356 стор.
...to ponder On things would hurt me more. — But I'll go in : In, boy; go first. — [to the 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... | |
 | Robert Burns - 1806 - 446 стор.
...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 стор.
...This tempest will not give me leave to ponder " On things would hurt me more : — but I'll go in : " In, boy, go first. — You houseless poverty " Nay,...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... | |
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