 Horatio : a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.  The British Essayists - Sivu 54muokkaaja - 1808Koko teos - Tietoja tästä kirjasta
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 528 sivua
...his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination ~ it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, : that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where oe your gibes now ? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 sivua
...on his back a thousand times ; and now how abhorred in my imagination it is ; my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1832 - 530 sivua
...imagination it is!J my gorge rises at it/24) Here 'magmahung those lips, that I have kissed I know not how i oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your...your flashes of merriment, that were ^wont to set the table on a roar? Not§ one now, to 32. mock your own jeering ? || quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to... | |
 | Anniversary calendar - 1832 - 548 sivua
...Yorich's skull. I knew him, Horatio: afellowof infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. Where be your jibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar 1 not one, to mock your own griuning? quite chop- fallen ! Now get you to my lady's... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 360 sivua
...a thousand times'; and now', how abhorred in my imagination is this skull'! My gorge rises at it'. Here hung those lips that I have kissed', I know not how oft'. Where are your gibes',* now'? your gambols'? your songs'? your flashes of merriment that were wont to set... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 534 sivua
...on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not...your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning f ' quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 624 sivua
...on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not...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... | |
 | François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand - 1836 - 382 sivua
..." Alas poor Yorick ! I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest ; of most excellent fancy .... Here hung those lips that I have kissed, I know not how oft." In the time of Shakspeare, the custom of kissing on the cheek was unknown. Hamlet speaks of Yorick... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1837 - 478 sivua
...me on his back a thousand times: and now how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2001 - 304 sivua
...on his back a thousand times. And now how abhorred in my imagination it is ! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not...your flashes of merriment 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... | |
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