 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 458
...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 ; for his nose...out, God, God, God ! three or four times : Now I, to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think of God ; I hoped, there was no need to trouble himself with... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 428
...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 ; for his nose...— God, God, God ! three or four times : now I, to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think of God , I hoped there was no need to trouble himself with... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 514
...: 8 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; for his nose was...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 - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 534
...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...and 'a babbled of green fields. How now, sir John ? qnoth I : what, man! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out — God, God, God! three or four times: now... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 454
...tide :8 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 ; for his nose...out, God, God, God ! three or four times : Now I, to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think of God ; I hoped, there was no need to trouble himself with... | |
 | William Richardson - 1812 - عدد الصفحات: 468
...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...be of good cheer : so a' cried out, God, God, God, thres or four times. Now I, to comfort him, bid him a' should not think of God ; I hoped there was... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - عدد الصفحات: 942
...fingers' ends, I knew ihcre wns but one way ; for his nose was as sharp as o pen, and 'a bubbled of grocn fields. How now, Sir John .' quoth I : what, man ! be of good cheer. So 'a fried out, God, God, God! three or four timts : Now I, to comfort him, bid him, 'a should not think... | |
 | 1853 - عدد الصفحات: 816
...it, " 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 ; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and a table of green fields." There is evidently something very wrong here. Theobald gave out as a new reading,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 378
...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 ; for his nose was as sliarp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. How now sir John ? quoth I : what, man! be of good... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - عدد الصفحات: 424
...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...— God, God, God ! three or four times : now I, to comfort him, bid him, a' should not think of God ; I hoped, there was no need to trouble himself with... | |
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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... 
