CE II.i.39 | [Adriana to Luciana] thou, that hast no unkind mate to grieve thee, / With urging helpless patience would relieve me |
Luc.1027 | [Lucrece to herself] This helpless smoke of words doth me no right |
R3 I.ii.13 | [Anne to dead Henry VI] in these windows that let forth thy life / I pour the helpless balm of my poor eyes |
Ven.604 | [of berries in a painting] those poor birds that helpless berries saw |