 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...  The Spectator - Sivu 84muokkaaja - 1810Koko teos - Tietoja tästä kirjasta
 | William Shakespeare - 1812
...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,...this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord f Ham Dost thou think, Alexander... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1812
...table in 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 savour she must come; make her laugh at that — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HoT. What's... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813
...table in 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,...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... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813
...table in 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,...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814
...table on a roar ? Not one uow, 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 langh at that. Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord ? Ham. Dost thou think,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818
...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,...this favour ' she must come ; make her laugh at that. — Pr'y thee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What 's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think, Alexander... | |
 | James Ferguson - 1819
...table on a 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,...that.' It is an insolence natural to the wealthy, to affix, as much as in them lies, the character of a man to his circumstances. Thus it is ordinary with... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1819 - 436 sivua
...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,...this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Shakespeare's Hamlet. 7. — Hope. HOPE erects and brightens the countenance, spreads the arms with... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 466 sivua
...a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own * peering ?* quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my * lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick,...this favour* she must come; make her laugh at that. Prythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HOR. What's that, my lord ? HAM. Dost thou think, Alexander looked... | |
 | Albert Picket - 1820 - 282 sivua
...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,...this favour she must come; make her laugh at that. Hope. O HOFE, sweet flatterer, whose delusive touch Sheds on afflicted minds the balm of comfort, Relieves... | |
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