 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. How now, sir John ? quoth I : what, man ! be of good cheer. So...  The Works of William Shakspeare - Seite 19von William Shakespeare - 1852Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | William Shakespeare - 1859
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 160 Seiten
...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... | |
 | 1860
...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... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1902
...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... | |
 | RICHARD GRANT WHITE - 1863
...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... | |
 | Chambers's journal - 1864
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866
...went away, an it had been any christom child ; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at the turning o' the tide : for after I saw him fumble with...thoughts yet : so, 'a bade me lay more clothes on hrs feet : I put my hand into the bed, and felt them, and they were as cold as any stone ; then I felt... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867
...conjectures of subsequent editors appe.^ equally absurd. See Recent New Rrading, at the cnti cf this Act. So 'a cried out — God, God, God ! three or four...trouble himself with any such thoughts yet : So, 'a bde me lay more clothes on his feet : I put my hand into the bed, and felt them, and they were as cold... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1868
...as sharp as a pen , and 'a babbled of green fields. "How now, Sir John!" quoth I: "what, man! be o' good cheer." So 'a cried out " God , God , God! "...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,... | |
 | John Richard Vernon - 1869
...went away, an it had been any Chrisom child ; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at the turning o' the tide ; for after I saw him fumble with...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... | |
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