 | Darrelyn Gunzburg - Family & Relationships - 2004 - 341 pages
...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 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... | |
 | Stephen Greenblatt - Biography & Autobiography - 2004 - 460 pages
...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 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... | |
 | Annie Bullen - History - 2009 - 108 pages
...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 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... | |
 | Royal Shakespeare Company - Biography & Autobiography - 2004 - 250 pages
...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 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... | |
 | Margaret Brownley - Family & Relationships - 2004 - 322 pages
...Still others, like the grieving mother, Constance, in Shakespeare's Hamlet, use grief to fill the void: Grief fills the room up of my absent child, lies in his bed, walks up and down with me: puts on his pretty loohs, repeats his words. Remembers me of all his gracious parts, stuffs out his... | |
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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... 
