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" A made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom child. A parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew... "
The winter's tale. The life and death of King John. The tragedy of King ... - Страница 465
по William Shakespeare - 1894
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The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, from the text of Johnson, Stevens ...

William Shakespeare - 1823 - 984 страници
...as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. How now. Sir John ? quoth I : what, man ! be of e wise; and if you give.it her. nny such thoughts yet: So, 'a bade me lay more clothes on his feet: I put my hand into the bed, and...

The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare

William Shakespeare - 1824 - 882 страници
...was as sharp as a pen, and "a babbled of green fields. How now, sir John? quoth I: what, man! be of o prodiga troublchimself with any such thoughts yet. So, 'abademe lay more clothes on his feet: Iputmyhandintothebed,...

The Peel Club Papers for Session 1839-40

Peel Club, Glasgow - 1840 - 256 страници
...the wretchedness and folly of a sensual life, than Shakspeare's account of this libertine's career. "So 'a cried out — God! God! God! three or four...need to trouble himself with any such thoughts, yet." " Miserable comfort !" " wretched man !" are the natural and heartfelt exclamations of every reader....

The moral aspects of medical life, the 'Akesios' of K.F.H. Marx, tr., with ...

Karl Friedrich H. Marx - 1846 - 374 страници
...finely noticed by Shakspeare, when he makes the landlady say, in describing the death of Falstaff, " So 'a cried out, God, God, God, three or four times...need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet." Nothing can more graphically describe the ignorant notions of many a miud. Now a physician, in offering...

The Life of Sir John Falstaff

Robert Barnabas Brough - 1858 - 306 страници
...as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. How now, Sir John ? quoth I : what, man ! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out, God, God, God ! three...hoped, there was no need to trouble himself with any snch thoughts yet : so 'a bade me lay more clothes on his feet : I put my hand into the bed, and felt...

The plays (poems) of Shakespeare, ed. by H. Staunton ..., Част 169, Том 2

William Shakespeare - 1859 - 790 страници
...for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends,t I knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as...what, man ! be o' good cheer. So 'a cried out — God, (*) First folio omits, hare. (I) First folio, end. » And 'a. babbled of green fieldi.] In the folio,—...

The Works of William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare - 1867 - 1100 страници
...it had been any christom child; a' parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o1 e/ timrs. Now I, to comfort him, bid him a* should not think of God; I hoped there was no need to trouble...

The Works of William Shakespeare: The first & second parts of King Henry IV ...

William Shakespeare - 1868 - 468 страници
...if ever man went to Arthur's bosom. 'A made a fine end, and went away, an it had been any cbristom child; 'a parted even just between twelve and one,...there was no need to trouble himself with any such thought!? yet. So 'a bade me lay more clothes on his feet: I put my hand into the bed and felt them,...

'Random truths in common things' occasional papers, by the author of 'The ...

John Richard Vernon - 1869 - 384 страници
...was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. How now, Sir John ? quoth I. What, man ! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out — God, God, God ! three...need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet." Here we have reduced to its naked and ghastly absurdity, because expressed in words, that which is...

Works, Том 3

William Shakespeare - 1874 - 578 страници
...o' the tide : (3) for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, anfl play witn nowers, and smile lipon his fingers' ends,* I knew there was but one way ;...quoth I: what, man! be o' good cheer. So 'a cried oat— God, God, God! three or four times : now I, to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think of...




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