 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 ページ
...excellent fsucy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand limes; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that...the 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 652 ページ
...fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is5! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I...the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning6? quite chapfallen ? Now, get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 646 ページ
...fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is5! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I...the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning6? quite chapfallen ? Now, get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 ページ
...fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand I times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that...kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now 1 your gambols ? your songs ? ' your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the. table on a roar... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 554 ページ
...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 ,...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 her paint an inch... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 364 ページ
...excellent fancy : he hath borne me on his hack a thousand times ; and now how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that...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 her paint an inch... | |
 | John Walker Ord - 1845 - 434 ページ
...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...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 we to my lady's chamber,... | |
 | General reciter - 1845 - 348 ページ
...times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those iips, that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your...your flashes of merriment ? that were wont to set a table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my... | |
 | 1907 - 510 ページ
...rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. — Where be you gibes HOW? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment,...the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own going? quite chopfallen?' Sterben ist Menschenlos ; doch war dieser Yorick so lebensfroh, so liebenswürdig,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 554 ページ
...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...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 her paint an inch... | |
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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... 
