 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 602 strani
...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 strani
...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 strani
...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 strani
...Gnu. So old 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... | |
 | John Hill - 1750 - 350 strani
...bafenefs of 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 - 1750 - 332 strani
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 268 strani
...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 strani
...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 - 510 strani
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 304 strani
...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... | |
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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... 
