 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 490 páginas
...abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that 1 have kiss'd 1 know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols...and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favouri she must comer make her laugh at that. Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell ma one thing. Hor. What's that,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 540 páginas
...scull, the king's jester. Ham. This? [Takes the Scull. 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas, poor Yorick!—I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of...on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning 42 ? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber 23 , and tell her, let her paint an inch thick,... | |
 | 1826 - 508 páginas
...of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me on his back a thousand times. Here hang those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft....flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to ray lady's chamber,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 554 páginas
...imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not how oft. WheVe be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your...the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own fjrinning*2 ? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber23, and tell her, let her paint an... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1827 - 362 páginas
...sir, was Yorick's scull, the king's jester. ham. This? [Takes the sevS. Grave-digger. E'en that. Ham. Alas! poor Yorick! — I knew him, Horatio; a fellow...Now get you to my lady's chamber,, and tell her, let * Orchis mono mat. •* t ieentious. t Insensible, Her paint an inch thick, to this favour* she must... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1827 - 658 páginas
...sir, was Yorick's scull, the king's jester. Ham This? [ Takes the scull. Grave-digger. E'en that. Ham. Alas! poor Yorick! — I knew him, Horatio; a fellow...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 tell her, let ner... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 542 páginas
...now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at iu Here hung those lips, that I hare kissed I know not how oft. • Where be your gibes...own grinning ? quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to mv lady's chamber, and tell her, lether paint an inch thick, to this favour1 she must come ; make her... | |
 | 1831 - 232 páginas
...adaptation is that by JP Kemble, brought out at Drury-Lane in 1800, and at Covent-Garden in 1804. f Hamlet. Alas ! poor Yorick ! — I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow...now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chapfallen? Act 5. Sc. I. H'jratio. O yes, my lord ; he wore his beaver up. Hamlet. What, look'd he frowningly... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 páginas
...mouth is open, the eyebrows are drawn down, and the features contracted or drawn together. EXAMPLE. ALAS ! poor Yorick ! I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow...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... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 360 páginas
...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...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... | |
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Alas, poor Yorick! — I knew him, 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... 
