...paraphrastical version. He found in the celebrated speech of Northumberland in Henry IV. Even such a tnan, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone — which he renders " Ainsi douleur! va-t'en!" Aremarkable literary blunder has been recently committed...

...Jac-s'imile of Hub as he moved, with forelorn aspect and palsied motion, to the presence of royalty—" Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, so dull, so dead of look, so woe-begone," &c. The baron led the culprit forward. The King drew hi» chair round a little...

...brother? Thou tremblest ; and the whiteness in thy cheek Is apter than thy tongue to tell thy errand. Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone8, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night, A nd would have told him, half his Troy was...

...brother ? Thou tremblest ; and the whiteness in thy cheek Is apter than thy tongue to tell thy errand. Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone8, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night, A nd would have told him, half his Troy was...

...bred" Thou tremblest ; and the whiteness in thy chetk Is aptor than thy tongue to tell thy errand. urt ? Clio. There's woc-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night, And would have told him, half his Troy wss burnBut...

...translating Shakspeare into his own Ian guage, was much puzzled with the lines in Henry IV, " E'en such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so wo-begone." The early part he got on with pretty well; but & length concluded the verse with, "Si triste...

...Thou tremblest ; and the whiteness in thy cheek Is apter than thy tongue to tell thy errand. Even euch woe-hegone, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night, And would have told him, half his Troy wasburn'd;...

...When I sit and tell The warlike feats I've done, his spirits fly out Into my story. Id. Cymbeline. A man so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone. Drew Priam's curtain. Shakspeare. Henry IV. Nor doth the eye itself. That most pure ipirit of sense, behold itself. Id. Thou...

...brother ' Thou tremblest ; and the whiteness in thy cheek Is apter than thy tongue to tell thy errand. Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so wo-hegone, (I) Exhausted. (2) Lace tagged. ' (3) HUderling, base, cowardly. ' «> An atUjeUttion of...

...tell The warlike feats I've done, his spirit! fly out Into шу story. id. Cymbelinr. A man so taint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone. Drew Priam's curtain. Sha/apeare. Henry ¡V. Nor doth the eye itself, That most pure jpin't of sense, behold itself. Id....