 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 504 стор.
...Const. He talks to me, that never had a son. K. Phi. You are as fond of grief, as of your child. Const. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me ; Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 984 стор.
...never had a son. K. Phi. You are as fond of grief, as of your child, Const. Grief fills the room np ; Puts on his pretty looks, repeats hii words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts. Stuffs out his... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 стор.
...Const. He talks to me, that never had a son. K-Phi. You are as fond of grief, as of your child. Const. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his... | |
 | Sir Charles Bell - 1824 - 266 стор.
...spirit which can stop to recollect and enumerate in detail the figure and endearing manners of her son. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me ; Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 стор.
...robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief; He robs himself, that spends a bootless grief. Grief fills the room up of my absent child ; Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me ; Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 стор.
...Const. He talks to me, that never had a son. K. PH. You are as fond of grief, as of your child. Const. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me; Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 556 стор.
...Con. He talks to me, that never had a son. K. Phil. You are as fond of grief as of your child. Con. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me ; Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, lie members me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out... | |
 | Lady Maria Callcott, William Yates - 1824 - 560 стор.
...feeling, but never, in my mind, more truly or beautifully than when he makes Constance exclaim — " Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me ; Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words ; Remembers me of all his gracious parts ; Stuffs out... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 344 стор.
...Const. He talks to me, that never had a son. K. Phi. You are as fond of grief, as of your child. Const. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me ; Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuff's out... | |
 | Martin M'Dermot, Martin MacDermot - 1824 - 430 стор.
...lamentation. Richard III. Act IV, Scene 4. King Philip. Yon are as fond of grief as of your child. Constance. Grief fills the room up of my absent child ; Lies in his bed, walks np and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious... | |
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Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of... 
