 | William Shakespeare - 1996 - Počet stránok 1290
...had been any christom child; a* parted ev'n just between twelve and one, ev'n at the turning o' th' ur workings in a second 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 - Počet stránok 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 - Počet stránok 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... | |
 | Orson Welles - 2001 - Počet stránok 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... | |
 | Peter Quennell, Hamish Johnson - 2002 - Počet stránok 246
...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...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1989 - Počet stránok 1286
...had been any christom child; a' parted ev'n just between twelve and one, ev'n at the turning o' th' 9 t D h> wa? as sharp as a pen, and a' babbled of green fields. 'How now, Sir John!' quoth I: ' what, man! be... | |
 | John O'Connor - 2001 - Počet stránok 102
...it had been any christom child. A parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o'th' tide. For after I saw him fumble with the sheets and...and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was 80 but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and a babbled of green fields. 'How now, Sir John?'... | |
 | Stephen Greenblatt - 2004 - Počet stránok 460
...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... | |
 | Marcel Schwob - 2006 - Počet stránok 187
...tide; for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and simile upon hisfingers' ends, I knew there was but one way; for his nose was...as sharp as a pen and' a babbled of green fields. . . The say, he cried out of sack: "Ay, that' a did".** Ya había escuchado este mismo bamboleo de... | |
 | Peter Dechert - 2007 - Počet stránok 114
...tight. And as for Warren — well, what about him? They're all doing fine without him. "... at the turning o' the tide for after I saw him fumble with...as sharp as a pen, and a' babbled of green fields. . . BECAUSE of sunlight shifting through a tree the moving pattern silent on the shade between my room... | |
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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... 
