 | Frederick Buechner - 2009 - 212 pages
...help if they were sick or pregnant or addicted, he thought often of the lines in which King Lear says, "Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, / That...raggedness, defend you / From seasons such as these?" He never forgot how once when he had used them in one of his readings at the Apollonian, some octogenarian... | |
 | Roberto Speziale-Bagliacca - 1998 - 188 pages
...cries out in the storm — once he is free of the Fool, who is the great enemy of the needy child: Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide...How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your looped and windowed raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these? (3.4.28-32) The Fool's Techniques... | |
 | Michael J. Buckley, SJ - 1999 - 254 pages
...the majority of human beings — letters came with the terrible self-reproach of Lear upon the heath: Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are. That bide...such as these? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this!6 Much of the effort of the Society of Jesus — its college and university commitments, its literary... | |
 | Marshall Berman - 1999 - 300 pages
...through right now. When he was in power he never noticed, but now he stretches his vision to take them in: Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That...raggedness defend you From seasons such as these? O,I have ta'en Too little care of this! Take physic, pomp; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel,... | |
 | Anne Waldron Neumann - 1999 - 196 pages
...as Everyman is reminded, to share his superfluous wealth with the homeless, starving and unclothed: Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide...houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggeaness, defend you From seasons such as these? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this! Take physic,... | |
 | Marshall Berman - 1999 - 300 pages
...through right now. When he was in power he never noticed, but now he stretches his vision to take them in: Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That...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!... | |
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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... 
