| Anne Puryear - 1997 - 308 páginas
...How could I go on? GRIEF— THE CONSTANT COMPANION Grief fills the room with my absent child, h'es in his bed, walks up and down with me. Puts on his...his words, remembers me of all his gracious parts. Stuffs out his vacant garment with his form. — SHAKESPEARE, King John On hearing of the death of... | |
| Nancy Marrocco - 1997 - 212 páginas
...Death? •L I ) Tragedy at Saint Monica's {jrief f1lls the room up of my absent child, Lies in bis bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all bis gracious parts. Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form: Then have I reason to be fond of... | |
| Judith Viorst - 2010 - 452 páginas
...as of your child," she offers him this desperate explanation: Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me;...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 grief. Another version... | |
| Anil Biswas - 1998 - 142 páginas
[ Lo sentimos, el contenido de esta página está restringido. ] | |
| 1999 - 220 páginas
[ Lo sentimos, el contenido de esta página está restringido. ] | |
| Ian Wilson - 1999 - 564 páginas
...epitaph in the words of Arthur's mother Constance in King John: Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me,...his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form. . ." But although the sentiments certainly evoke every... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1999 - 412 páginas
[ Lo sentimos, el contenido de esta página está restringido. ] | |
| Laurie Rozakis - 1999 - 380 páginas
[ Lo sentimos, el contenido de esta página está restringido. ] | |
| William Shakespeare - 1999 - 416 páginas
[ Lo sentimos, el contenido de esta página está restringido. ] | |
| Robert Nye - 1999 - 428 páginas
...lament the fate of her son Arthur in these lines that follow: Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me,...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 grief . Of course, I... | |
| |