...keeps thee warm. But, for true need - 270 You heavens, give me that patience, patience I need. You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age, wretched in both. If it be you that stirs these daughters' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much 275 To bear...

...scarcely keeps thee warm. But for true need You heavens, give me that patience, patience I need: You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age, wretched in both. If it be you that stirs these daughters' hearts 268 Against their father, fool me not so much To bear...

...awaiting him, as he comments on the state of the "basest beggars" (2.2.453), pitying himself for being "a poor old man, / As full of grief as age, wretched in both" (2.2.461-62). A moment later Lear's social death is complete, as he departs "in high rage" (2.2.485)...

...sufferings, how great soever we may imagine them, but others labour under woes as bitter." You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, as full of grief as age; wretched in both. This world I do renounce: and in your sights shake patiently my great affliction off. SHAKESPEARE....

...honour, love, obedience, Troops offriends, I must not look to have. [Macbeth V iii 22] And so, You see me here you gods, A poor old man, As full of grief as age; Wretched in both. [King Lear IIiv271] If all the year were playing holidays To sport would be as tedious as to work But...

...scarcely keeps thee warm. But for true need — You heavens, give me patience — patience I need! You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age, wretched in both. If it be you that stirs these daughters' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much 270 To bear...

...keeps thee warm. But for true need — You heavens, give me that patience, patience I need. 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' hearts 270 Against their father, fool me not so much To142...

...give him a humiliating harborage; or that his second appeal, heartrending in its piteousness, You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age; wretched in both: (271-72) is immediately answered from the heavens by the sound of the breaking storm? Albany and Edgar...

...JEFF T. LARSEN, GARY G. BERNTSON, KIRSTEN M. POEHLMANN, TIFFANY A. ITO, and JOHN T. CACIOPPO 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' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much To bear it...