 | William Shakespeare - 1996 - عدد الصفحات: 1290
...tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' 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 - عدد الصفحات: 276
...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 - عدد الصفحات: 356
...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 - عدد الصفحات: 164
...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,... | |
 | Leon Carl Brown - 2000 - عدد الصفحات: 270
...Remember Mistress Quickly in reporting the last mortal moments of Shakespeare's classic rogue, Falstaff: "So a' cried 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... | |
 | Susannah York, William Shakespeare - 2001 - عدد الصفحات: 124
...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...out 'God, God, God!' three or four times. Now I, to comfort him, bid him 'a should not think of God: I hop'd there was no need to trouble Him with any... | |
 | Orson Welles - 2001 - عدد الصفحات: 342
...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... | |
 | Jennifer Mulherin - 2001 - عدد الصفحات: 40
...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 - عدد الصفحات: 212
...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.... | |
 | Peter Quennell, Hamish Johnson - 2002 - عدد الصفحات: 246
...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 !' 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... 
