 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 oldal
...fcarcely keeps thee warm; but for true need, You Heav'ns, give me that patience, patience I need, You fee me here, you Gods, a poor old Man, As full of Grief as Age, wretched in both, If it be you that ftir thefe Daughters hearts Againft their Father, fool me not fo much, To bear... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 492 oldal
...fcarcely keeps thee warm •, but for true need, You heav'ns, give me that patience which I need ! You fee me here, you Gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age •, wretched in both ! If it be you, that ftir thefe daughters hearts Againft their father, fool me not fo much To... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 340 oldal
...fearcely keeps thee warm ; but for true need. You heav'ns, give me that patience which I need 1 You fee me here, you Gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age, wretched in both. If it be you that flir thefe daughters hearts Againft their father, fool me not fo much To bear... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Nahum Tate - 1749 - 82 oldal
...and ftomachiul. [Lightning and TfjuuJer, Lsar. Heav'cs drop your Patience down I You fee me here, ye Gods, a poor old Man, As full of Grief as Age, wretched in both— — I'll bear no more. No, you unnatural Hags, I will have fuch Revenges on you both, That... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1750 - 332 oldal
...fcarcely keeps thee warm ; but for true need, You heav'm, give me that patience which I need ! You fee me here, you Gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age, wretched in both. If it be you that ftir thefe daughters hearts Againft their father, fool me not fo much To bear... | |
 | John Hill - 1750 - 350 oldal
...thofe whom he had rais'd to pflwer, he cries out, Heavens, drop your patience down ! Ye fee me here, ye gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age : wretched in both I'H hear no more ; no — ye unnatural hags, I will have fuch revenges on you both, That all the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 268 oldal
...privation fenfc is fjt.Efy'd. "See LUcRET. B. a. Behold Lear on the Ingratitude of his Dauglters. You fee me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you, that ftir thefe daughters hearts Againft their father, fool me not fo much To... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1762 - 478 oldal
...fcarcely keeps thee warm ; but for true need, You heav'ns, give me that patience which I need ! You fee me here, you Gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you, that ftir tkefe daughters' hearts Againft their father, fool me not fo much To... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 304 oldal
...Scarcely keeps thee warm. But for irue need ! You Heav'ns, give me that patienee which] need!. You lee me here, you Gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both : If it be you that flir thefe daughters' hearts . Againft their father, fool me not fo much To... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 510 oldal
...keeps thee warm ; but for true need. You heav'ns, give me that patience which I need I You fee me hese, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age; wretched in both! If it be you, that ftir thefe daughters hearts Againft their father, fool me not fo much To bear... | |
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You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age; wretched in both! If it be you that stir these daughters... 
