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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... "
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Chimes at Midnight: Orson Welles, Director

Orson Welles - 1988 - 356 pages
...Christian child. 'A parted ev'n just between twelve and one, ev'n at the turning o" the tide; for after 1 saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his finger's ends, 1 knew there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and he babbl'd o' green fields. "How...
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Four Histories

William Shakespeare - 1994 - 884 pages
...been any christom child; 'a parted e'en just between twelve and one, e'en at the turning o'th'tide; for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, 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...
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Shakespeare as Prompter: The Amending Imagination and the Therapeutic Process

Murray Cox, Alice Theilgaard - 1994 - 482 pages
...wife, formerly Mistress Quickly, also took the presence of Falstaff's impending death at face-value: 'I knew there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen.' (Henry KII.3.16) THE FLOW AND FORMULATION OF INTERPRETATION Duncan (1989, 699) writing on The flow...
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The Complete Works of William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare - 1996 - 1290 pages
...been any christom child; a* parted ev'n just between twelve and one, ev'n at the turning o' th' tide: kings in a second fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and a' babbled of...
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Henry V

William Shakespeare - 1998 - 356 pages
...been any christom child. A parted ev'n just between twelve and one, ev'n at the turning o'th' tide - for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his finger's io 7 wheresome'er wheresoever. OED's last citation of the word in this sense: its last citation In...
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The Works of John Dryden, Volume 13

John Dryden - 1956 - 682 pages
...death to his companions: "a' parted e'en just between twelve and one, e'en at the turning o' th' tide: 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." Given the previous quotation there is some likelihood that Dryden...
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Orson Welles on Shakespeare: The W.P.A. and Mercury Theatre Playscripts

Orson Welles - 2001 - 342 pages
...been any christom child. 'A parted ev'n just between twelve and one, ev'n at the turning o' th' tide. 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 fields....
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The Loves of Shakespeare's Women

Susannah York, William Shakespeare - 2001 - 124 pages
...been any christom child; 'a parted ev'n just between twelve and one, ev'n at the turning o' th' tide; 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 fields...
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Henry V

Jennifer Mulherin - 2001 - 40 pages
...14 The death of Falstaff A parted e'en just between twelve and one, e'en at the turning o'the tide, 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. Ivr lits nose was as sharp as a pen, and a babbled of green fields...
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Who's who in Shakespeare

Peter Quennell, Hamish Johnson - 2002 - 246 pages
...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' ends, I knew there was but one way . . . 'How now, Sir John!' quoth I: 'what, man, be o' good...
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