 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 - 1844 - 470 str.
...twelve and one, ev'n 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... | |
 | Karl Friedrich H. Marx - 1846 - 374 str.
...finely noticed by Shakspeare, when he makes the landlady say, in describing the death of Falstaff, " So 'a cried out, God, God, God, three or four times...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." Nothing can more graphically... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847 - 592 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 - 1847 - 736 str.
...for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, Hiid play with flowers, and smile upon his finger's «nd, ould ; for, though I speak it to you, 1 think the king is but a nma, ¡;nod cheer. So 'a cried out — God, God, God! three or four times : now I, to comfort him, bid him,... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1847 - 560 str.
...account of the fat knight's death-bed : — " After I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew...as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields." Mr. Wordsworth has the questionable honor of leading the way to this exaggerated and fantastic manner,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 456 str.
...and one, e'en at the turning o' the tide :2 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 - 1848 - 560 str.
...the child if dying within the month ; otherwise it was brought to church at the day of purification. what, man ! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out —...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 clothes... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 498 str.
...with flowers, and smile upon his fingers1 ends, I knew there was but one way ; for his nose was •u sharp as a pen. and 'a babbled of green fields. How...John ? quoth I : what, man ! be of good cheer. So 'a cned out — God, God, God ! three or four times : now I. to comfort him. bid him, 'a should not think... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1849 - 952 str.
...tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his finger's 00 0 ` 0 ; I hoped, there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet : So, 'a bade me lay more... | |
 | 1849 - 722 str.
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