...sorrow eat my bud, And chase the native beauty from his cheek, And he will look as hollow as a ghost; As dim and meagre as an ague's fit ; And so he'll die...child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me; i .r Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, •.'::' Remembers me of all his gracious parts,...

...most impassioned and vehement eloquence. How exquisitely beautiful are the following lines : — * Grief fills the room up of my absent child ; Lies...his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.' Shakspeare has judiciously preserved the character of the Bastard Faulconbridge, which was furnished...

...that never had a son ! My heart and soul were with my first, my only, angel child. And now, even now, Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in...parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form— Was it then wonderful that grief alone, filled my soul? That when those nearest and dearest to me were...

...exclamations, weeps over the ill-fated Prince Arthur: — Grief fills the room up of my absent child ; Lies on his bed; walks up and down with me; Puts on his pretty...form : — Then have I reason to be fond of grief. In RAGE, there is the same tension, but the same irregular agitation of the muscles. " The features,"...

...son ! viii My heart and soul were with my first, my only, angel child. And now, even now, Grief fill) the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks...parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form — Was it then wonderful that grief alone, filled my soul ? That when those nearest and dearest to...

...o£ heaven. I shall not know him: therefore never, nevSr Must I behold my pretty Arthur more. Pond. You hold too heinous a respect of grief. Const. He...his form: Then, have I reason to be fond of grief. DESPONDENCY. There's nothing in this world can make me joy: Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale,...

...never, never Mast I behold my pretty Arthur more. fond. You hold too heinous a respect of grief. Contt. He talks to me, that never had a son. K. Phi. You...child. Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me; fats on his pretty looks, repeats his words, ^members me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his...

...He talks to me, that never had a son. K. Phi. You aie as fond of grief, as of your child. Сопл/. Sh bis gracious parts, Stuffs out his v •t gan Then, have I reason to be fond of grief. Fare you well...

...great sculptor has most successfully embodied. Compare Shakspeare, K. John, iii. 4. CONSTANCE. — Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in...parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form — u Dr. Blomfield has referred to a beautiful parallel passage in Milton, Sonnet xviii. Compare also...

...RICHARD III — ACT IV. Sc. 4. Again, 1C. Philip. You are as fond of grief as of your child. Constance. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in...me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garment with his form : Then have I reason to be fond of grief. KINO JOHN. — ACT III. Sc. 4. A thought...