 | William Shakespeare - 1996 - 1290 pages
...and one, ev'n at the turning o' th' tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with o' good cheer.' So a' cried out 'God, God, God!' three or four times. Now I, to comfort him, bid him... | |
 | Jean Elizabeth Howard, Phyllis Rackin - 1997 - 276 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...fields. "How now, Sir John?" quoth I, "what, man? be a' good cheer." So 'a cried out, "God, God, God!" three or four times. Now I, to comfort him, bid him... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1998 - 356 pages
...none of these books: the dramatic context assumes that these symptoms will be generally familiar. end, I knew there was but one way. For his nose was as...fields. 'How now, Sir John?' quoth I. 'What, man! Be o' good cheer.' So a cried out, 'God, God, God', three or four times. Now I, to comfort him, bid him... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1999 - 164 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 16 fields. "How now, Sir John?" quoth I. "What, man? be o' good cheer." So 'a cried out "God, God,... | |
 | Orson Welles - 2001 - 342 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...fields. 'How now, Sir John?' quoth I. 'What, man? be o' good cheer.' So 'a cried out 'God, God, God!' three or four times. Now I, to comfort him, bid him... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2001 - 304 pages
...it is of limited use. Mistress Quickly's account of Falstaffs death in that play is justly famous: 'I knew there was but one way: for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields' (2.3, pp. 50-51). The trouble is that the lines did not appear in this form until Lewis Theobald devised... | |
 | Jennifer Mulherin - 2001 - 40 pages
...for after I saw him Jumble 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 fields . . . a bade me lay more clothes on his feei. I f>ni my /iand into ilic hcj, and felt them, and they... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2001 - 212 pages
...and play with flowers, and smile upon his finger's end, I knew there was but one way. For his nose 15 was as sharp as a pen, and a babbled of green fields. 'How now, Sir John,' quoth I, 'what man, be o' good cheer!' So a cried out 'God, God, God' three or four 10 christom child: newly christened baby.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2001 - 272 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 fields.23 'How now, Sir John?' quoth I. 'What, man? Be o' good cheer!' So 'a cried out, 'God, God,... | |
 | Peter Quennell, Hamish Johnson - 2002 - 246 pages
...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' ends, I knew there was but one way . . . 'How now, Sir John!' quoth I: 'what, man, be o' good cheer.' So a' cried out, 'God, God, 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... 
