 | William Shakespeare - 1780 - 288 pagina’s
...table in a rour ? Not one now to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fall'n? Now get you to my l.-idy's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour, to this complexion (lie mull come ; make her lau^h at that. SCENE- II. d fpothfs Fir gin luried. (38)... | |
 | Tobias Smollett - 1781 - 504 pagina’s
...to diftinguiih them.' This reminds us ftrongly of Hamlet's fpeech over the fcull of York. — ' Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick to this favour me muft come.' IX. Menippus, or the Oracle of the Dead. — In this dialogue Menippus, being diffatisfied... | |
 | Andrew Becket - 1787 - 494 pagina’s
...were wont to fet 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 {he muft come; make her laugh at that. Hamlet, A. 5, S. i. M IN D. My heart's fubdu'd Even to the very... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 522 pagina’s
...were wont to set the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chapfallen f 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'ytbee, Horatio, tell me one thing. ; Hor. What's that, my lord ? zoo... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 666 pagina’s
...wont to fet the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning * f quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber', and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour* me muft come ; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HOT. What's that,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 690 pagina’s
...Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? c; quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber,1 and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour ' me muft come ; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HOR. What's that,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 682 pagina’s
...? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? 9 quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber,1 and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour' me muftcome; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HOR. What's that, my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 728 pagina’s
...roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? 9 quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber,1 and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour' fhe muftcome; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HOR. What's that, my... | |
 | 1795 - 432 pagina’s
...wont to set the .table on a roar! not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chap fall'n ? 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.—Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing ? Horatio. What's that, my lord ? Hamlet.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 720 pagina’s
...roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chapTallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, 8 and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour 9 (he muft come; •make her laugh at that.—Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Ham. Doft thou... | |
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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... 
