prithee,go in thyself, seek thine own ease. the tempest will not give me leave to ponder on things would hurt me more; but i'll go in.
in, boy, go first. you houseless poverty-
nay, get thee in. i'll pray, and then i'll sleep.
2006-06-23
20:29:09
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it is shakespeare King Lear, wat about:
poor naked wretches, whereso'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? oh, i have ta'en too little care of this. take physic, pomp: expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, that thou mayst shake the superflux to them, and show the heavens more just.
thats the rest of it! and thanks to all you smart ppl that answered mwa God Bless you and your family!!
2006-06-23
20:44:52 ·
update #1