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... Three Essays on Shakespeare's Tragedy of King Lear - Page 91by Sir John Robert Seeley, William Young (of the City of London School), Ernest Abraham Hart - 1851 - 149 pagesFull view - About this book
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