 | Longinus - 1800 - 238 psl.
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 396 psl.
...Lear. Pr'ythee, go in thyself; seek thine own ease 5 This tempest will not give me leave to ponder On things would hurt me more. — But I'll go in:...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... | |
 | 1810 - 702 psl.
...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 - 1806 - 356 psl.
...Lear. Pr'ythee, go in thyself; seek thine own ease ; This tempest will not give me leave to ponder On things would hurt me more. — But I'll go in :...— [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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 382 psl.
...Lear. Pr'ythee, go in thyself; seek thine own ease ; This tempest will not give me leave to ponder On things would hurt me more. — But I'll go in :...Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then I'll sleep. — [-Fbo/ goes in. How shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides. Your loop'd and window'd raggedness,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 psl.
...here's the entrance. Lear. Well, I'll go in, And pass it all : I'll pray, and then I'll sleep. [Thunder. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That 'bide...storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides Sustain this shock ? your raggedness defend you From seasons such as these ? Oh, I have ta'en. Too... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 432 psl.
...here's the entrance. Lear. Well, I'll go in, And pass it all : I'll pray, and then I'll sleep. [Tkunder. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That 'bide...storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides Sustain this shock ? your raggedness defend you From seasons such as these i Oh, I have ta'cn Too little... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 378 psl.
...go first:' — [To the¥oo\.] You houseless poverty,— Nay, get thee in. I '11 pray, and then I '11 sleep. — £Fool goes in. ,Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er...houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness,5 defend you 3 Tour old kind father , whose frank heart gave all,] Old copies: Tour old... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 384 psl.
...houseless poverty,— Nay, get thee in. I '11 pray, and then I '11 sleep. — [Fool goes in. Poor n ,iked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting...houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and winclow'd raggedness,5 defend you 3 Tour old kine! father, whose frank heart gave all,] Old copies:... | |
 | Andrew M'Kenzie - 1810 - 194 psl.
...influence impart, From woe to snatch the broken Ijeart. THE STORM.O) " Poor naked wretches, wheiesoe'er you are, " That bide the pelting of this pitiless...raggedness, defend you "From seasons such as these." SHAKESPEARE. 'Tis night...loud howls the storm...the surges roar— With dreadful force they beat the... | |
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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? 
