 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, God/' three or four times: now I, to comfort him, bid him a' should...  The Cyclopædia of Practical Quotations: English and Latin, with an Appendix ... - Strana 83autor/autoři: Jehiel Keeler Hoyt, Anna Lydia Ward - 1882 - 899 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 458 str.
...and one, e'en at turning o, the tide :s for after I saw him fumble •with the sheets, and play "with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew...to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think of God ; I hoped, there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. So, 'a bade me lay more... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 428 str.
...twelve and one, e'en at turning o'the tide : for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew...to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think of God , I hoped there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet : So, 'a bade me lay more... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 514 str.
...and one, e'en at turning o' the tide : 8 for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew...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 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...and 'a babbled of green fields. How now, sir John ? qnoth I : what, man! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out — God, God, God! three or four times: now... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 454 str.
...twelve and one, e'en at turning o* the tide :8 for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew...to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think of God ; I hoped, there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. So, 'a bade me lay more... | |
 | William Richardson - 1812 - 468 str.
...tide : 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...be of good cheer : so a' cried out, God, God, God, thres or four times. Now I, to comfort him, bid him a' should not think of God ; I hoped there was... | |
 | 1853 - 816 str.
...Falstaff she says, as the old copies give it, " for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew...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 str.
...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...quoth I : what, man! be of good cheer. So 'a cried o-it—God, God, God ! three or four times : now I, to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 424 str.
...tide : 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...to comfort him, bid him, a' should not think of God ; I hoped, there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet : So, 'a bade me lay more... | |
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