 | William Shakespeare - 1837 - 516 pages
...1.iv with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, knew there was but one way ; Tor his nose was sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. How now, sir John ' quoth I : what, 'man ! be of It ia most meet we arm us 'gainst the foe: good cheer. So 'a cried out— God, God, God! For peace... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 564 pages
...tide :' for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way ; for his nose...quoth I : what, man! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out—God, God, God ! three or four times : now I, to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 554 pages
...tide; for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way; for his nose was...as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. 3 How now, sir John ? quoth I; 3 ie ckrisam child; which was one that died within one month of birth,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 550 pages
...conjectural, is better than any thing which has been offered in the numerous notes on this passage. what, man ! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out — God, God, God ! three or four times : now I, to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think of God ; I hoped there was no need to trouble himself with... | |
 | Peel Club, Glasgow - 1840 - 256 pages
...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 times: now I, to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think of God ; I hoped there was no need to trouble himself with... | |
 | 1840 - 520 pages
...no further change; his gentle spirit was unfitted to wrestle with calamity: grief preyed upon him, "his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of" the pleas of old: he died of a broken heart, and left behind him several unfinished works, which would... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 472 pages
...tide : for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way ; for his nose...God, God, God ! ' three or four times : now I, to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think of God; I hoped, there was no need to trouble himself with... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 594 pages
...for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his finger's end, I knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields4. How now, sir John ? quoth I : what, man ! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out — God, God,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 594 pages
...for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his finger's end, I knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields4. How now, sir John ? quoth I : what, man ! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out — God, God,... | |
 | Murray Cox, Alice Theilgaard - 1994 - 482 pages
...wife, formerly Mistress Quickly, also took the presence of Falstaff's impending death at face-value: 'I knew there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen.' (Henry KII.3.16) THE FLOW AND FORMULATION OF INTERPRETATION Duncan (1989, 699) writing on The flow... | |
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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... 
