King Lear

[poliphilo]

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? O! I have ta'en
Too little care of this.

(Act III, scene iv)

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Re: O! I have ta'en too little care of this

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

But i don't expect Bush to experience a similar moment of self-awareness- not in public anyway.