 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 372 pages
...there was but one way ; for his nofe was as Iharpas a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. How now, fir John ? quoth I : what, man ! be of good cheer. So...! three or four times : now I, to comfort him, bid liim, 'a fliould not think of God; I hoped, there was no need to trouble himfelf with any i'uch thoughts... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 632 pages
...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? 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 - 1807 - 382 pages
...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...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 - 1807 - 414 pages
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 398 pages
...&c. 'I'ymhitt. at turning p' the tide: 2 for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, 3 and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way; 4 for his were entered in the bills of mortality down to the year 1716. But have I not seen, in some... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - English drama - 1808 - 398 pages
...and smile upon his fingers' ends, 1 knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sharp a? a pen. How now, Sir John? quoth I : what, man! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out, — Heaven, heaven, heaven, three or four times. Now I, to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - English drama - 1808 - 416 pages
...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 as a pen. How now, Sir John? quoth I : what, man1, be of good cheer. So 'a cried out, — Heaven, heaven, heaven,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 400 pages
...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 as a pun. How now, Sir John? quoth I : what, man! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out, — Heaven, heaven,... | |
 | John Smith, George Canning, Robert Percy Smith, John Hookham Frere - 1809 - 176 pages
...himself a little on his left elbow, while the bookseller's boy placed a pillow under his head, We kntit there was but one way, for his nose was as sharp as a pen ) — " my friends," said he, " I could not quit this world satisfactorily to my own conscience, without... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 514 pages
...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... | |
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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... 
