How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides,
Your looped and windowed raggedness, defend you
From seasons such as these?
King Lear. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Take physic, pomp;
Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel.
King Lear. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Out-paramoured the Turk.
King Lear. Act iii. Sc. 4.
'T is a naughty night to swim in.