 | Carol Dommermuth-Costa - 2001 - 120 Seiten
...King John. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers...parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then have I reason to be fond of Grief. Fare you well. Had you such loss as I, I could give better... | |
 | Bob Smith - 2002 - 300 Seiten
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 | James W. Hall - 2010 - 390 Seiten
...and wisdom. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers...parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form. — King John, WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE PROLOGUE The marlin was the color of the ocean at twenty fathoms,... | |
 | Mitch Carmody - 2002 - 148 Seiten
...and longing. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers...parts. Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form. — William Shakespeare MAHALO SWEET HAWAII Hawaii, land of sun and land of love you call to me upon... | |
 | Margaret Cohen - 2003 - 252 Seiten
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 | Stephen Greenblatt - 2004 - 460 Seiten
...tangled plot: Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers...parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form. (3.4.93-97) If there is no secure link between these lines and the death of Hamnet, there is, at the... | |
 | Laurie Maguire - 2003 - 260 Seiten
...psychological function: Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers...parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief? (KJ 3.4.93-8) Alexander Leggatt notes the same phenomenon... | |
 | Darrelyn Gunzburg - 2004 - 341 Seiten
...Constance: "Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers...parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form;" The Buddha raised his hand. There was one proviso: each mustard seed had to come from a house where... | |
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Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of... 
