 | Lady Maria Callcott - 2003 - 364 ページ
...feeling, but never, in my mind, more truly or beautifully than when he makes Constance exclaim — Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in...with his form: — Then have I reason to be fond of Grief.8 In the course of the day, however, the kindly acts and expressions of my new neighbours, and... | |
 | Royal Shakespeare Company - 2004 - 248 ページ
...has lost her son she has had a true awakening to the real experience of grief and says, profoundly: Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in...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 the play, I already knew... | |
 | Laurie Maguire - 2003 - 260 ページ
...Augustine's point. She defends her right to grieve, explaining the emotion's psychological function: Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in...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. When Leggatt observes that... | |
 | Stephen Greenblatt - 2004 - 460 ページ
...insisting on her grief, she replies with an eloquent simplicity that breaks free from the tangled plot: Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in...parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form. (3.4.93-97) If there is no secure link between these lines and the death of Hamnet, there is, at the... | |
 | Darrelyn Gunzburg - 2004 - 341 ページ
...p. 1054) reflect Shakespeare's own grief at the death of his son Hamnet in August, 1596: Constance: "Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies...parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form;" The Buddha raised his hand. There was one proviso: each mustard seed had to come from a house where... | |
 | Annie Bullen - 2009 - 108 ページ
...aged 1 1 . His father, writing King John, has Constance, whose son has disappeared, poignantly say: 'Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies...gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his fom He arrived in London and, by the age of 27, had tasted success as an actor and writer, with several... | |
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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... 
