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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 looped and windowed raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this... "
Memorials of Shakspeare: Or, Sketches of His Character and Genius - Страница 326
по Nathan Drake - 1828 - 494 страници
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A Collection of Familiar Quotations: With Complete Indices of Authors and ...

John Bartlett - 1856 - 358 страници
...2. I am a man More sinned against than sinning. Act iii. Sc. 4. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless ht-ails, and unfed sides, Your looped and windowed raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these...

The Complete Works of Shakspeare, Revised from the Best Authorities ..., Том 1

William Shakespeare - 1857
...get thee in. I '11 pray, and then I '11 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 looped and windowed raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little...

The Bombay Quarterly Review

Smith, Taylor, and Co. - 1857
...shall be no less so with the humanity of the following : — " Poor naked wretches, whereso'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads, and unfed siden. Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend yuu From seasons such as these ? 0, I have ta'en...

THE POETICAL WORKS ROBERT BURNS

1859
...blest relief to those That weary-laden mourn! A WINTER NIGHT. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are. That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm! How shall your houseless heads, and unfed aides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness defend yon From seasons such as these?— SHAKSPEABK. WHEN...

THE WORKS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE VOL. XI

RICHARD GRANT WHITE - 1862
...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,...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 poems of Robert Burns. (Bell and Daldy's pocket vols.).

1863
...forward, though I canna see, I guess an' fear ! A WINTER NIGHT. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er yon are. That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm ! How shall your houseless heads, and nnfed sides, Your looped and windowed raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these '. — 8HAKESFEABE....

Scraps. [An anthology, ed.] by H. Jenkins

esq Henry Jenkins - 1864
...Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then I'll sleep. (FooL^o«M».) Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,...houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and windowed raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O ! I have ta'en Too little care of this...

Tragedies

William Shakespeare - 1864
...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,...houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window 'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? Oh ! I have ta'en Too little care of...

The Poetical Works of Robert Burns, Том 1

Robert Burns - 1865
...forward, tho' I canna see, I guess an" fear ! . A WINTER NIGHT. Poor nahed wretches, w heresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm...houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window' d raggedness, defend you, From seasons such as these ? SHAKESPEARE. WHEN biting Boreas, fell...

Familiar Quotations: Being an Attempt to Trace to Their Source Passages and ...

John Bartlett - 1865 - 480 страници
...2. O, that way madness lies ; let me shun that. Act iii. Sc. 4. Poor naked wretches, whereso'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,...shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your looped and windowed raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? Act iii. Sc. 4. Take physic,...




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