 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 486 pagina’s
...went to set the table on a roar ? Not one, now, to mock y ou r own grinning ? quite chap-fallen f Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour * she muât come : make her laugh at that. — Pr*ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 512 pagina’s
...were wont to set the table oo a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour1 she must come - make her laugh at that Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that,... | |
 | 1825 - 1288 pagina’s
...were wont to set the table on a roar 1 Not one now, to mock your own grinning 7 quite chapfallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her...paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that, THE 11REWIR AND NEGRO. A brewer in a country town Had got a monstrous reputation... | |
 | S-l J-n - 1825 - 318 pagina’s
...wealth which had so little power of securing the man before him from helplessness and the grave. " Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her let her...paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come." But a voice from the grave would scarcely have impeded his haughty heart in the pursuit of his avarice... | |
 | 1825 - 298 pagina’s
...little power of securing the man before him from helplessness and the grave. " Now get you to my ladv's chamber, and tell her let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must But a voice from the grave would scarcely have impeded his haughty heart in the pursuit of his avarice... | |
 | John Bull - 1825 - 782 pagina’s
...Mot one now, to mock your own grinning] quite chapfallen 1 Now get you to my lady's chamber, and toll her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. THE BREWER AND NEGRO. A brewer in a country town Had got a monstrous reputation... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 564 pagina’s
...wont to set the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her...paint an inch thick, to this favour• she must come; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord ? Ham.... | |
 | 1826 - 508 pagina’s
...now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to ray lady's chamber, and tell tier, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come : make her laugh at that.— Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hoi: What's that, my lord ? Ham.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 540 pagina’s
...Not one now, to mock your own grinning 42 ? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber 23 , and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour 24 she must come; make her laugh at that.—'Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 642 pagina’s
...roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning42? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber23, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour 24 she must come ; make her laugh at that. — 'Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that,... | |
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I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chapfallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and... 
