 | Francis Douce - 1833 - 406 pagina’s
...some such print or painting, Hamlet, holding a scull in his hand, evidently alludes in Act v. Sc. 1. "Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come." A print of the tree of knowledge, the serpent holding the apple in his mouth. Below,... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 360 pagina’s
...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'?...Now get you to my lady's chamber', and tell her', if she paint an inch thick', yet to this favourf she must come.' Note. In order to promote the attainment... | |
 | E. A. J. Honigmann - 1998 - 202 pagina’s
...nightly wanton play. Bid her paint till day of doom, To this favour she must come. (Compare Hamlet, V.1 : 'get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come'). I believe Weever himself may be the author of A Memento (his epigram on the death... | |
 | Stephen Orgel, Sean Keilen - 1999 - 334 pagina’s
...reflection on human or even male mortality but a triumphant reading and declaration of female mortality: "Now get you to my lady's chamber and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor she must come" (5.1.186-89l. Although a commonplace of Renaissance misogyny, Hamlet's move from... | |
 | John Green, Paul Negri - 2000 - 68 pagina’s
...that 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 thick, to this favour she must come. Make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HORATIO. What's that, my... | |
 | Lawrence Schoen - 2001 - 240 pagina’s
...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...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... | |
 | Lloyd Cameron, Rebecca Barnes - 2001 - 116 pagina’s
...skull in the grave, he comes to the realisation that everyone's fate is the same. He says to Horatio: Now get you to my lady's chamber and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour must she come. (Act V, Sc. i, lines 189-91) Rosencrantz is also concerned with the inevitability of... | |
 | Carol Chillington Rutter - 2001 - 244 pagina’s
...comes with other instructions, ventriloquized by yet another of the king's doubles, Hamlet, his son: 'Now get you to my lady's chamber and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come.' Yorick's wisdom makes revenge superfluous. 'To this favour [we] must come' means we... | |
 | Joseph Twadell Shipley - 2001 - 688 pagina’s
...sky. Good heavens! "Alas! poor Yorick. . . . Where be your gibes now? Your gambols? Your songs? . . . Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come"-Hamlet, contemplating the skull of the Court Jester. kan: sing. L canere; frequentative... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2001 - 304 pagina’s
...that were wont to set the table on a roar? No one now to mock your own jeering? 55 Quite chop-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. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Horatio What's that, my... | |
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... in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here 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... 
