 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 478 pagina’s
...roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chapfallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamttr, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour fhe muft come ; make her laugh at that. — — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that,... | |
 | John Walker - 1799 - 438 pagina’s
...•were wont to fet the table on a roar ? Not one now to mock your own grinning ? Quite chop-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. — Ibid. Hamlet. Pity Jor the objeft beloved. Poor lord! is't... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 304 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. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Her. What's that,... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - 314 pagina’s
...were 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.' It is an insolence natural to the wealthy, to affix, as much as in them lies,... | |
 | British essayists - 1802 - 304 pagina’s
...wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get vou 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.' It is an insolence natural to the wealthy, to affix, as much as in them lies,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 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 favour4 she must come ; make her laugh at that. — Pr'y thee, Horatio, tell me one thing. liar. What's... | |
 | 1803 - 598 pagina’s
...away his eyes, but cannot. 'He 'stays against his will, and is chained Against his inclination. *" Now get you to my lady's " chamber, and tell her, let her -" .paint an inch thick, to this fa" vour she must come." A Letter from the Countess erfPotnfret, to the Countess of Hertford, afterwards... | |
 | 1803 - 376 pagina’s
...were wont to set the table on a roar! Not one now to mock your own grinning? quite chop-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch think, to this favour she must come. Make her laugh at that.' It is an insolence natural to the wealthy,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 pagina’s
...were 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.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pagina’s
...were 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.... | |
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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... 
