 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...  HOYT'S NEW CYCLOPEDIA OF PRACTICAL QUOTATIONS - Strana 337autor/autoři: KATE LOUISE ROBERTS - 1922Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Susannah York, William Shakespeare - 2001 - 124 str.
...pretty Arthur more. 'As fond of grief you say, 'as of my child' He talks to me that never had a son. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in...his form: Then have I reason to be fond of grief. O Lord! my boy, my Arthur, my fair son! My life, my joy, my food, my all the world! King John, Act... | |
 | Joss Bennathan - 2001 - 264 str.
...knows that, without her son, her own position, privilege and safety are threatened. King John CONSTANCE Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in...form. •> Then have I reason to be fond of grief? Fare you well. Had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do. She unbinds her hair.... | |
 | Patricia L. Munhall - 2001 - 704 str.
...like that in the Mother's Day poem, which follows this one by Shakespeare: Grief fills up the room of my absent child Lies in his bed, walks up and down...parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form: Mother's Day On Sunday I was a mother for a little while. VJith one final push the baby was out. And... | |
 | Patsy Rodenburg - 2002 - 380 str.
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 | Carol Dommermuth-Costa - 2001 - 120 str.
...Constance is grief stricken over the death of her child, Arthur, Duke of Bretagne and nephew of King John. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in...his form; Then have I reason to be fond of Grief. Fare you well. Had you such loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do. I will not keep this... | |
 | Wystan Hugh Auden - 2002 - 428 str.
...dignity, a Wealth, a bubble, A queen in jest, only to fit the scene. [Richard III, IV.iv.82-91] (23) Grief fills the room up of my absent child: Lies in...his form. Then have I reason to be fond of grief? [Kingjohn, III.iv.93-98] (24) This shoe is my father. No, this left shoe is my father. No, no this... | |
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