...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 : what, man ! be of good...comfort him, bid him, a' should not think of God ; I hop'd, there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. So a' bade me lay more clothes...

...and one, e'en at turning of the tide : for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with the flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew...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...

...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...comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think of God; I hop'd there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. So, 'a bade me lay more clothes...

...sir John 'f quoth I : what, man ! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out — God, God, God i three or lour times : now I, to comfort him, bid him 'a should not...thoughts yet ; So, "a bade me lay more clothes on lus feet : I put my band into the bed, and felt them, arid they were as cold as any stone; then I felt...

...ACCOUNT OF FALSTAFF'S DEATH. 'A made a finer end, and went away, an it had been any christom child ;f 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at...trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. So 'a bade mo lay more clothes on his feet : I put my hand into the bed, and felt them, and they were as cold...

...big finger's end I knew there was bat one way ; for his nose was As sharp as a pin, and 'a babbled o* green fields. How now. Sir John? quoth I. What, man.'...such thoughts yet. So 'a bade me Lay more clothes on hie feet. I pat my hand Into the bed and felt them, and they were as cold As any stone ; then I felt...

...subsequent editors appear equally absurd. See Recent New Rrading, at the end of this Act. coffers IV. So 'a cried out — God, God, God ! three or four...thoughts yet : So, 'a bade me lay more clothes on bis feet : I put my hand into the bed, and felt them, and they were as cold as any stone; then I felt...

...the hostess narrates it ? ' How now, Sir John, quoth I, what, man ! be of good cheer. So a' cried out God, God, three or four times. Now I, to comfort him,...need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet.' Humour can go no farther than that terrible, illuminating phrase, which is laughable enough, heaven...

...smile upon his finger's end, I knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 9a babbled of green fields. How now, Sir John ? quoth...comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think of God ; I hop'd there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. So, 'a bade me lay more clothes...

...cannot think that thou art gone. * * So 'a cried out, God, God, God ! three or four times. Now I. In comfort him, bid him 'a should not think of God ;...'a bade me lay more clothes on his feet. I put my band into the bed, and felt them, and they were as cold as any stone ; then I felt to his knees, and...