 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 396 pàgines
...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...pomp; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel ; That tlion may'st shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just. Edg. \mthin J\ Fathom and... | |
 | Longinus - 1800 - 238 pàgines
...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...raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? — Oh ! I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp, , Expose thyself to feel what... | |
 | 1810 - 702 pàgines
...tempest, exclaims, in this animated metaphor, " Poor naked wretches ! whereao'er ye are, That hide the pelting of this pitiless storm. How shall your...window'd raggedness defend you From seasons such as these ?" SHAKSFEARE. A very different expression from either of the foregoing, viz. a softness of tone, a... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 488 pàgines
...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...superflux to them, And show the heavens more just. Edg. [Within."] Fathom and half, fathom and half ! Poor Tom ! [The Fool runs out from the Hacfl. Fool. Come... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 pàgines
...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...superflux to them, And show the heavens more just. Edg, [within.'] Fathom and half, fathom and half! Poor Tom! [The Fool runs, out from the hovel. Fool. Come... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 496 pàgines
...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...superflux to them, And show the heavens more just. Edg. [fVlthin.] Fathom and half, fathom and " half! Poor Tom! [The Fool runs out from the Hovel. Fool. Come... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 356 pàgines
...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...superflux to them, And show the heavens more just. Edg. \\i-iihin.'] Fathom and half, fathom and half! poor Tom ! [The Fool runs out from the hovel. Fool.... | |
 | 1806 - 408 pàgines
..., 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...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 superfiux to them,... | |
 | Alexander Fraser Tytler (lord Woodhouselee.) - 1807 - 464 pàgines
...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...— 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 382 pàgines
...Fool.'] You houseless poverty, — Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then I'll sleep. — [-Fbo/ goes in. How shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides. Your...defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'eu Too little care of this ! Take physick, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel ; That... | |
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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... 
