 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
 | William Shakespeare - 1989 - 1286 str.
...talks to me that never had a son. KING PHILIP. You aie as fond of grief as of your child. CONSTANCE. ANDRONICUS. Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do. — I will not keep... | |
 | Leslie O'Dell - 2002 - 442 str.
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 | Michael Hattaway - 2002 - 308 str.
...her to control herself with their inability to empathise: 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? (3.4.91,93-8). Fittingly famous for its lyrical beauty, this speech steers the direction of the play.... | |
 | Bob Smith - 2002 - 300 str.
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 | James W. Hall - 2010 - 390 str.
...best readers and editors I could wish for. And Evelyn, for her unfailing love, support, and wisdom. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in...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 str.
...several of the poems that were written around the same time. All which reflect my pain and longing. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2002 - 244 str.
...makes his owner stoop. Constance — King John IILi Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies on his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty...parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form. Constance — King John III.iv Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopp'd, Doth burn the heart to cinders... | |
 | Lady Maria Callcott - 2003 - 364 str.
...feeling, but never, in my mind, more truly or beautifully than when he makes Constance exclaim — Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in...with his form: — Then have I reason to be fond of Grief.8 In the course of the day, however, the kindly acts and expressions of my new neighbours, and... | |
 | Margaret Cohen - 2003 - 252 str.
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