 | Robert Burns, Allan Cunningham - Ballads, Scots - 1834 - 370 pages
...delightful." A WINTER NIGHT. ' Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are That bide the pelting of the pitiless storm ! How shall your houseless heads and...raggedness defend' you, From seasons such as these ?" SHAKSPEARE WHEN biting Boreas, fell and doure, Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r ; When Phoebus... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 534 pages
...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...houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your looped and windowed raggedness,3 defend you' From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this.... | |
 | William Smith - English poetry - 1836 - 190 pages
...Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his ev'ning prey. Gray. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm ! Lear. WELCOME TO HERMITAGE. While numerous yawns upbraid its tameness, Can you endure a life of sameness,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 522 pages
...Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then I'll sleep.— [Fool goes ia. Poor naked wretches, whereso'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads, and unfed side?, Vour loop'cl and window'd raggedncss, defend yol From seasons such as these ? 0, 1 have la 'en... | |
 | John Aikin, John Frost - English poetry - 1838 - 752 pages
...canna see, I guess an' fear. A WINTER'S NIGHT. Poor, naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That hide 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 iheso 7— — SHAESTIURS WHEN hiting... | |
 | John Aikin - English poetry - 1838 - 750 pages
...guess an' fear. A WINTER'S NIGHT. Poor, naked -wretches, wheresoe'er you arc, That hide the polling 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 1 SlIAKSPEaRE WHEN hiting Boreas,... | |
 | John Aikin - English poetry - 1838 - 796 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 Shakespeare - 1839 - 536 pages
...Fool.] You houseless2 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...houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your looped and windowed raggedness,3 defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this.... | |
 | Thomas Curtis (of Grove house sch, Islington) - 1839 - 814 pages
...ragge<t, fearful, hanging rock, And throw it thence into the raging sea. Poor naked wretches, whercsoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm' How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides. Vour looped and windowed ruygednea defend you T Id. They tooke from me Both coate and cloake, and all... | |
 | 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...houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your looped, and windowed raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these? O, I have taken Too little care of this... | |
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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... 
