 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 554 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...as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. 3 How now, sir John ? quoth I; 3 ie ckrisam child; which was one that died within one month of birth,... | |
 | Chauncy Hare Townshend - Animal magnetism - 1840 - 604 pages
...presage of death : " After I saw him fumble with the sheets," says Hostess Quickly, " and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way." Shall the general feeling of mankind be in vain appealed to ? If that be true which Shakspeare has... | |
 | 1841 - 844 pages
...tide ; for alter I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his ringers' ends, I knew there was but one way : for his nose...out— God, God, God ! three or four times. Now I. to comtort him, bid him 'a should not think of God : I hoped there was no need to trouble himself with... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 594 pages
...for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his finger's end, I knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields4. How now, sir John ? quoth I : what, man ! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out — God, God,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 594 pages
...for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his finger's end, I knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields4. How now, sir John ? quoth I : what, man ! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out — God, God,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 594 pages
...for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his finger's end, I knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields4. How now, sir John ? quoth I : what, man ! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out — God, God,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 516 pages
...twelve and one, e'en at turning o'the tide3; for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew...nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields4. 1 ie let me accompany thee. Thus in Measure for Measure : — ' give me leave, my lord, That... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 672 pages
...was as sharp as a pen, and 'a hahhled of green fields. " How now, Sir John ?" quoth I: "what, man! he of good cheer." So 'a cried out, "God, God, God!" three or four times. Now I, to comfort him, hid him 'a should not think of God : I hoped there was no need to trouhle himself with any such thoughts... | |
 | Richard Dennis Hoblyn - Medicine - 1844 - 418 pages
..."After I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, l knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields." FLOCCULUS, vel lobus nerci pneumogastrici. A term applied to the pneumogastric lobule of the cerebellum... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 736 pages
...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,... | |
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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... 
