 | Andrew Becket - 1787 - 494 pagini
...flowers, and fmile upon his fingers ends, I knew there was but one way ; for his nofe was as fharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. How now,...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 mould not think of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 598 pagini
...flowers, and fmjle upon his fingers' ends, [ knew ihert was but one way ; for his nofc wa» is (harp @ out — God, God, God! thre-c or four times: now I, to comfort him, bid him 'afhould not think cf God;... | |
 | James Thomas Kirkman - 1799 - 510 pagini
...flowers, and fmile " upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was " but one way ; for his nofe was as fharp as " a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. " How...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 fhould not think... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 632 pagini
...an it had been any christom child; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o'the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets,...and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was hut one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babhled of green fields. How now, sir John?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 494 pagini
...it had been any christom1 child; 'a parted even just between 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 finger's ends, I knew there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 506 pagini
...been any christom child ; 7 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o' the tide:8 for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 514 pagini
...been any christom child;7 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o' the tide:8 for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 502 pagini
...it had been any christom child" ; 'a parted even just between twelva and one, e'en at turning o'the tide : for after I saw him fumble with the sheets,...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 414 pagini
...for alter I saw him fumble with 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... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 416 pagini
...went away, an it had been any christom child ; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o' the tide : for after I saw him fumble with...play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, 1 knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sharp as a pen. How now, Sir John? quoth I : what,... | |
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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... 
