 | Joss Bennathan - 2001 - 264 Seiten
...knows that, without her son, her own position, privilege and safety are threatened. King John CONSTANCE Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in...loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do. She unbinds her hair. I will not keep this form upon my head When there is such disorder in my wit.... | |
 | Susannah York, William Shakespeare - 2001 - 124 Seiten
...pretty Arthur more. 'As fond of grief you say, 'as of my child' He talks to me that never had a son. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in...his form: Then have I reason to be fond of grief. O Lord! my boy, my Arthur, my fair son! My life, my joy, my food, my all the world! King John, Act... | |
 | 2001 - 838 Seiten
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 | Patricia L. Munhall - 2001 - 704 Seiten
...like that in the Mother's Day poem, which follows this one by Shakespeare: Grief fills up the room of my absent child Lies in his bed, walks up and down...parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form: Mother's Day On Sunday I was a mother for a little while. VJith one final push the baby was out. And... | |
 | Carol Dommermuth-Costa - 2001 - 120 Seiten
...Constance is grief stricken over the death of her child, Arthur, Duke of Bretagne and nephew of King John. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in...reason to be fond of Grief. Fare you well. Had you such loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do. I will not keep this form upon my head When there... | |
 | Michael Hattaway - 2002 - 308 Seiten
...her to control herself with their inability to empathise: He talks to me that never had a son . . . Grief fills the room up of my absent child Lies in...his form. Then have I reason to be fond of grief? (3.4.91,93-8). Fittingly famous for its lyrical beauty, this speech steers the direction of the play.... | |
 | Wystan Hugh Auden - 2002 - 428 Seiten
...dignity, a Wealth, a bubble, A queen in jest, only to fit the scene. [Richard III, IV.iv.82-91] (23) Grief fills the room up of my absent child: Lies in...his form. Then have I reason to be fond of grief? [Kingjohn, III.iv.93-98] (24) This shoe is my father. No, this left shoe is my father. No, no this... | |
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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... 
