 I knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled o' green fields." What more natural than to talk of green fields after playing with flowers?  The Green Bag - Strana 3181897Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 494 str.
...for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his finger's 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 'a cried out—God, God,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 506 str.
...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. How now, sir John ? quoth I: what, man! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out—God, God,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 514 str.
...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. How now, sir John ? quoth I: what, man! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out—God, God,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 502 str.
...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. How now, sir John ? quoth 1: what, man! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out—God, God,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 382 str.
...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. How now, sir John ? quoth I : what man ! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out—God,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 398 str.
...after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and 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, man! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out,—Heaven, heaven, heaven,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 458 str.
...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. How now, Sir John ? quoth I: what, man ! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out, God, God,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1817 - 378 str.
...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 sliarp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. How now sir John ? quoth I : what, man! be of good... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 424 str.
...for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his finger's 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 'a cried out — God,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 478 str.
...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 habbled of green fields. How now, sir John ? qnoth I : what, man ! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out—God,... | |
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