 ... 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...  The British Essayists - Sivu 54muokkaaja - 1808Koko teos - Tietoja tästä kirjasta
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 416 sivua
...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 fall'n? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour... | |
 | Joseph Addison, Sir Richard Steele - 1810 - 314 sivua
...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 la> dy's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come. Make her... | |
 | John Walker - 1810 - 394 sivua
...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 chop-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this... | |
 | Joseph Addison, Sir Richard Steele - 1810 - 348 sivua
...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 chop-fallen ! Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, Let her paint an inch thick, to this... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 sivua
...songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar : Not one now, to mo ck your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen ? Now get you...and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour5 she must come ; make her laugh at that, — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1812 - 316 sivua
...gibes now ; your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar? not one now to mock your own grinning ? quite...and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this savour she must come; make her laugh at that — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HoT. What's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 sivua
...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 i now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 sivua
...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 f now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 666 sivua
...gibes now? your gambols ? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar ? not one now to mock your own grinning ? quite...this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that — Pr'ythee Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that my Lord ? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 350 sivua
...gibes now? your gambols ? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar ? not one now to mock your own grinning? quite...this favour she must come; make her laugh at that — Pr'ythpe Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that my Lord ? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander... | |
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