 | Albert Picket - 1820 - 314 σελίδες
...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, and tell her, let...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 560 σελίδες
...Yorick's scull,] Thus the folio. The quarto reads — Sir Yorick's scull. MALONE. thick, to this favour3 she must come; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee,...think, Alexander looked o'this fashion i'the earth ? Hon. E'en so. HAM. And smelt so ? pah ! [Throws down the Scull. Hon. E'en so, my lord. HAM. To what... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 588 σελίδες
...now, to mock your own grinning f quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell ner, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour* she must...laugh at that. Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HOT. What's that, my lord ? Ham. Dost thou think, Alexander look'd o' this fashion i' the earth ? Hor.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 558 σελίδες
...which all the editors have adopted. 1 doubt concerning its propriety. MALONS. thick, to this favour3 she must come; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee,...Horatio, tell me one thing. HOR. What's that, my lord ? H.IM. Dost thou think, Alexander looked o'this fashion i'the earth ? HOR. E en so. H.IM. And smelt... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1896 - 616 σελίδες
...face and you make yourselves another ' ; and, moralising over the skull of ' poor Yorick,' he says, ' Get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her...paint an inch thick : to this favour she must come.' Bassanio, commenting on the caskets, reflects that the ' crisped snaky golden locks ' arc often known... | |
 | British essayists - 1823 - 924 σελίδες
...flashes of merriment ? that were wont'to set the table on a roar. Notone now to mock your own grinning : quite chapfallen. Now get you to my lady's chamber,...this favour she must come. Make her laugh at that.' It is an insolence natural to the wealthy, to affix, as much as in them lies, the character of a man... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 558 σελίδες
...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,...tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour 5 she must come ; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 490 σελίδες
...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 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 - 1824 - 370 σελίδες
...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,...laugh at that. Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HOT. What's that, my lord ? Ham. Dost thou think, Alexander looked o'this fashion i'the earth ? Hor.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 σελίδες
...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,...this favour* she must come; make her laugh at that. Grave-digger. E'en that. OPHELIA'S INTERMENT. Lay her i' the earth;— And from her fair and unpolluted... | |
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... 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 now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar ? Not one now,... 
