 A made a finer end, and went away, an it had been any christom child; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers...  Blackwood's Magazine - Pagina 3091853Vizualizare completă - Despre această carte
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 494 pagini
...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, God ! three... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 514 pagini
...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, God! three... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 506 pagini
...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, God! three or... | |
 | John Howe Baron Chedworth - 1805 - 392 pagini
...went away, an it had been any christom child. I agree with Whalley and Malone. P. 58 — 492. — 331. his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of greenficlds. I think Theobald's emendation uncommonly happy. P. 6l. — 495.— 336. Pist. Go, clear... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 502 pagini
...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, God ! three... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 382 pagini
...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, God! three or... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 414 pagini
...the sheets, and play wild flowers, and smile upon his fingers' cuds , I knew there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of preen fields. How now, sir John? quoth t: what, man! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out — God , Goil... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 398 pagini
...believe this phrase is proverbiaL I meet with it again in If you knona not nu, youknovi Nobody. «ose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. 5 s •— and 'a babbled c/ green fields.] The old copy [ie the first folio] reads—-Jor his nose... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 390 pagini
...this phrase is proverbial. I meet with it again in If you know not me, you know Nobody 1613: «ose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields.* ! and 'a babbled cif greenfields.] The old copy [ie the first folio] reads— for his nose was as sharp... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 458 pagini
...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, God ! three or... | |
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