 Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?  Shakespeare's Hamlet - Pagina 189door William Shakespeare - 1903 - 274 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 554 pagina’s
...hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not how oft. WheVe be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont...the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own fjrinning*2 ? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber23, and tell her, let her paint an... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 642 pagina’s
...lips, that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? yonr flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a 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... | |
 | Reuben Percy - 1826 - 380 pagina’s
...turn 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 complexion she roust come at last." ZOPYRUS. The Persians, for the space of eighteen months, bad done... | |
 | 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. Dost Ihou think that Alexander... | |
 | 1827 - 412 pagina’s
...hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment ? that were wont...roar ? Not one now to mock your own grinning ? quite chapfallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1827 - 658 pagina’s
...hung those lips, that 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 chap-fallen? •Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let ner... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1827 - 362 pagina’s
...get you to my lady's chamber,, and tell her, let * Orchis mono mat. •* t ieentious. t Insensible, Her paint an inch thick, to this favour* she must come; make her laugh at that. OPHELIA'S INTERMENT. Lay her i' the earth; And from her fair and unpolluted flesh, 1 ay violets spring... | |
 | 1828 - 70 pagina’s
...to set the table in a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get yon to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint...this favour she must come; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HORATIO. What's that, my lord ? HAMLET.Dostthou think, Alexander... | |
 | Augustus Bozzi Granville - 1828 - 806 pagina’s
...; chapless and knocked about the mazzard" by every irreverent doctor. " Here's fine revolution !" " Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let...paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come, — Pray, my dear Sir, I asked the Professor, still holding the skull in my hand, and pointing to the... | |
 | Augustus Bozzi Granville - 1828 - 830 pagina’s
...knocked about the mazzard" by every irreverent doctor. " Here's fine revolution !" '' Now get you to iny lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come, — Pray, my dear Sir, I asked the Professor, still holding the skull in my hand, and pointing to the... | |
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