 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 632 pàgines
...an it had been any christom child; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o'the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets,...and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was hut one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babhled of green fields. How now, sir John?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 382 pàgines
...it had been any christom child ; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o'the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets,...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 God;... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 416 pàgines
...and went away, an it had been any christom child ; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o' the tide : for after I saw him fumble...play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, 1 knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sharp as a pen. How now, Sir John? quoth I : what,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 400 pàgines
...and went away, an it had been any christom child ; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o' the tide : for after I saw him fumble...play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, 1 knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sharp as a pun. How now, Sir John? quoth I : what,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 398 pàgines
...and went away, an it had been any christom child ; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o' the tide : for after I saw him fumble...play with, flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, 1 knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sharp a? a pen. How now, Sir John? quoth I : what,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 514 pàgines
...any christom child ; 7 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o' the tide : 8 for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play...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 God... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 534 pàgines
...and went away, an it had been any christomJ child; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o' the tide : for after I saw him fumble...play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, 1 knew there was but one way , for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields.... | |
 | 1853 - 816 pàgines
...dramatist. In Dame Qnickly's description of the death of Falstaff she says, as the old copies give it, " for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play...one way ; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and a table of green fields." There is evidently something very wrong here. Theobald gave out as a new reading,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1817 - 378 pàgines
...it had been.any christom child ;' 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e en at riming o' th' tide :" for after I saw him fumble with the sheets,...I knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sliarp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. How now sir John ? quoth I : what, man! be of good... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 478 pàgines
...it had been any christom child ; 'a parted even just oetween twelve and one, e'en at turning o'the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets,...and 'a babbled of green fields. How now, sir John r qnoth I : what, man ! bo of good cheer. So 'a cried out — God, God, God! three or four times: now... | |
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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... 
