 | William Shakespeare - 1989 - 1286 頁
...aie as fond of grief as of your child. CONSTANCE. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies em still In man as well as herbs, — grace and rude...that plant. Enter ROMEO. ROMEO. Good morrow, fathe reason to be fond of grief. Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than... | |
 | James W. Hall - 2010 - 390 頁
...Evelyn, for her unfailing love, support, and wisdom. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his...parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form. — King John, WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE PROLOGUE The marlin was the color of the ocean at twenty fathoms,... | |
 | Mitch Carmody - 2002 - 148 頁
...same time. All which reflect my pain and longing. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his...parts. Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form. — William Shakespeare MAHALO SWEET HAWAII Hawaii, land of sun and land of love you call to me upon... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2002 - 244 頁
...makes his owner stoop. Constance — King John IILi Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies on his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty...parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form. Constance — King John III.iv Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopp'd, Doth burn the heart to cinders... | |
 | Laurie Maguire - 2003 - 260 頁
...grieve, explaining the emotion's psychological function: Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his...out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief? (KJ 3.4.93-8) Alexander Leggatt notes the same phenomenon in Richard II.... | |
 | Royal Shakespeare Company - 2004 - 250 頁
...the real experience of grief and says, profoundly: Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his...out his vacant garments with his form; Then have I reason to be fond of grief? Grief is no longer great, nor proud. (m.iv.93-8) As we started to rehearse... | |
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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... 
