 | John Aikin - 1838 - 790 pages
...cast my e'e, On prospects drear ; An' forward, though I canna see, I guess an' fear. A WINTER'S NIGHT. Poor, naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pilileae storm! How ehall your houseless heads, and unfed side«, Your loop'd and window'd racgcdncifl,... | |
 | William Augustus Gordon Hake - 1840 - 164 pages
...heath, in the storm, looking back on his own passed reign, thus pathetically upbraids himself; — 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,... | |
 | 206 pages
...to those, who undefended from the awful storm, have none to sympathize their woe or aid their need. 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 wiudow'd raggednesss,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1841 - 312 pages
...ease : SCENE IV. KING LEAR. Nay, 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 loop'd and window'd raggedness,... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1842 - 512 pages
...ease. This tempest will not give me leave to ponder On things would hurt me more : — but I'll go in j In, boy, go first. You houseless poverty Nay, get...wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm ! How shall your houseless heads, anil unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 340 pages
...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 storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 pages
...Fool.] — You houseless poverty, — Nay, 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 pages
...first. [To the Fool.]— You houseless poverty,— Nay, get thee in. I 'll pray, and then l 1l •¸1 ' 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 raggcdness,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 652 pages
...Fool.] You houseless poverty, — Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then I'll sleep5. — [Fool goes in. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm6, How shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 646 pages
...Fool.] You houseless poverty, — Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then I'll sleep5. — [Fool goes in. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm6, How shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness,... | |
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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? 
