| Lionel Thomas Berguer - 1823 - 426 trang
...raising himself a little on his left elbow, while the bookseller's boy placed a pillow under his head, We knew there was but one way, for his nose was as sharp as open,—'my friends,' said he, ' I could not quit this •world satisfactorily to my own conscience,... | |
| George Canning - 1825 - 312 trang
...himself a little on his left elbow, while the bookseller's boy placed a pillow under his head — we knew 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... | |
| George Daniel, John Cumberland - 1826 - 338 trang
...he's not in hell ; he's in Arthur's bosom, if ever man went to Arthur's bosom. 'A made * finer enil, and went away, an It had been any christom child;...but one way ; for his nose was as sharp as a pen. How now, sir John? quoth I : What, man ! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out, — Heaven, heaven, heaven,... | |
| 1826 - 320 trang
...o' the tide : for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon hi§ fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sharp as a pen. How now, sir John ? quoth I : What, man ! be of good cheer. So "a cried out, — Heaven, heaven, heaven,... | |
| William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1827 - 362 trang
...full-fraught man, and best indued,§ With some suspicion. DAME HUICKLY'S ACCOUNT OF FALSTAFF'S DEATH. 'A made a finer end, and went away, an it had been...there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a * ie The king of France, t Accomplishment. J Sifted. § Endowed. Sen, and 'a babbled of green fields.... | |
| William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 540 trang
...been any chrisom child;g 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o'the tide :h for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play...nose was' as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields.i How now, sir John ? quoth I : what, man ! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out — God, God,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1831 - 500 trang
...at turning o'the tide : for alter I saw him fumble with the sheets, ana play with flowers, and amile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way...nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green field;. How now, sir John 7 quoth I : what, man ! be of good cheer. So 'a cried out— God, God, God... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1836 - 556 trang
...if ever man went to Arthur's bosom. 'A made a finer end, and went away, an it had been any christom2 child; 'a parted even just between twelve and one,...nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields.3 How now, sir John ? quoth I ; 1 ie let me accompany thee. 2 ie chrisom child ; which was one... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1839 - 550 trang
...if ever man went to Arthur's bosom. 'A made a finer end, and went away, an it had been any christom2 child; 'a parted even just between twelve and one,...nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields.3 How now, sir John ? quoth I ; 1 ie let me accompany thee. a ie ckriaom child ; which was one... | |
| 1840 - 520 trang
...no further change; his gentle spirit was unfitted to wrestle with calamity: grief preyed upon him, "his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of" the pleas of old: he died of a broken heart, and left behind him several unfinished works, which would... | |
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