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...Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your fongs ? your flafhes of merriment, that were wont to fet the table in a roar? not one now to mock your own...to my Lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint art inch thick, to this favour {he tnufl come; make her laugh at that^ Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one...

...how abhorr'd in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kiss'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now > your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merrfment, that were wont to set the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite...

...now ? your gambols ? your fongs ? 55 your flafhes of merriment, that were wont to fet the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ?...quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, »nd tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour (he muft come ; make her laugh at tliat....

...gentlemen from top to toe" ? How bright their noon of life ! how light-hearted they went their ways ! " Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs...the table in a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own jeering ? Quite chap-fallen ? " Mark the feverish eagerness with which they pursue a purposeless end...

...how abhorr'd in my imagination it is! my gorge rises aj: it. Here hung those lips, that I have kiss'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? 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,...

...gibes now ? your gambols ? your fongs ? your flafhes of merriment, that were wont to fet the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chapfallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamttr, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour fhe muft come ; make her laugh at...

...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 be your gibes...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 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 be your gibes...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,...

...times: and now how abhorred in my imagination is it ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes...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,...