 | Henry Giles - 1851 - 322 páginas
...struggles of an expiring soul. " 'A parted," she says, " even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o' the tide ; for after I saw him fumble with...and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. How now, Sir John... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 576 páginas
...went away, an it had been any christom * child ; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o' the tide : for after I saw him fumble with...and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and 'a babbled of green fields. How now, Sir John... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 832 páginas
...yearn therefore. Bard. 'Would I were with him wheresome'er he is, either in heaven or in hell ! Quick. -koYk t Dž ىbCL% &"] w g ~>x Ӄx " E . p 7̤d Q < % "L... ; s[y " Z Z T3 PC Ar Χ %y -h, \ g " turning o' the tide : for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile... | |
 | Richard Grant White - 1854 - 596 páginas
...foreign hire Could out of thee extract one spark of evil That might annoy my finger? " SCENE 3. " Quick. Nay, sure, he's not in hell ; he's in Arthur's bosom,...'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o' the tide ; for after I saw him fumble with the sheet?, and play with flowers, aad smile... | |
 | Richard Grant White - 1854 - 564 páginas
...foreign hire Could out of thec extract one spark of evil That might annoy my finger I " SCENE 3. 1 Quick. Nay, sure, he's not in hell ; he's in Arthur's bosom,...made a finer end, and went away, an it had been any ehristom child ; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o' the tide ; for after... | |
 | Richard Grant White - 1854 - 594 páginas
...that foreign hire Could out of thee extract one spark of evil That might annoy my finger? " SCENE 3. man went to Arthur's bosom. 'A made a finer end, and...'a parted even just between twelve and one, e'en at turning o' the tide ; for after I saw him fumble with the sheet?, and play with flowers, ood smile... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 996 páginas
...therefore. [dead, Bard. 'Would, I were with him, wheresome'er he is, either in heaven, or in hell! (Jitick. Nay, sure, he's not in hell ; he's in Arthur's bosom,...made a finer end, and went away, an it had been any christomi child ; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, e en at turning o'the tide: for after... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 710 páginas
...this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. HAMLET, A. 5, s. I. DEATH'S COLDNESS AND HOLINESS. NAY, sure, he's not in hell ; he's in Arthur's bosom,...'a parted even just between 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 674 páginas
...yearn therefore. Bard. Would I were with him, wheresome'er he is, either in heaven or in hell ! Host. Nay, sure, he's not in hell : he's in Arthur's bosom,...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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 602 páginas
...therefore. Bard. 'Would I were with him, wheresome'er he is, either in heaven, or in hell ! Quick. Nay, sure, he's not in hell : he's in Arthur's bosom,...aWay, an it had been any christom* child ; a' parted ev'n just between twelve and one, ev'n at the turning o'the tide : 1 That is, let me accompany thee.... | |
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