 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...  The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare - Σελίδα 337των William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830Πλήρης προβολή - Σχετικά με αυτό το βιβλίο
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 836 σελίδες
...borne me on his back a thousand times ; and uow, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! л my gorep " You lifnr Inn stnMinrn and Inn ilrangt a hand...I.] But петег till to-night, never till now, ? Xott one uow, to mock your own grinning? J quite chap-fallen ? Xow get you to my ladv's chamber,... | |
 | Robert Sullivan - 1861 - 532 σελίδες
...those events, To whose high will we bound our calm contents. Richard II. XI PITT FOR A DEPARTED FRIEND. ALAS ! poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio; a fellow...roar ? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chopfallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour... | |
 | Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1862 - 370 σελίδες
...despair under which Faust labours. s1 Compare these lines with Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act V., Sc. I. "Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not...merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar?" s6 ,,3dmmerliiIi," wretchedly, miserably, implies the idea of ,,fdjtoer" in a higher degree. ,,®er... | |
 | Charles Cowden Clarke - 1863 - 546 σελίδες
...qualities ; an epitaph to his fame, and a lecture upon vanity that will be coeval with poetry itself*— " Alas, poor Yorick ! I knew him, Horatio : a fellow...flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar ? — Not one now to mock at your grinning ? quite chapfallen ? — Now get you to my lady's... | |
 | John Parry - 1863 - 796 σελίδες
...dymunwn, gyda'r gymhariaeth allanol — y cymylau rhuddgoch. Yn ddiweddaf, gwrandewch ar Hamlet: — " Here hung those lips that I have kissed, I know not...merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar." Yma y mae hanfod gwefus fel cyfrwng meddwl a theimlad a holl nerth y crebwyll. Drachefn, sylwer ar... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1864 - 470 σελίδες
...how abhorred .n my imagination it is! my gorge rises at t. Here hung those lips that I have kissed f know not how oft. Where be your gibes now, your gambols,...Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let tier paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come. Make her laugh at that. ' It is an insolence... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - 362 σελίδες
...though, by your smiling, you seem to say so. HAMLET'S REFLECTIONS ON YORICK'S SKULL. Alas! poor Yorickl 1 knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest; of most...merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar I Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chapfallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell... | |
 | A.A. Griffith - 1865 - 260 σελίδες
...excellent fancy : He hath borne me on his back a thousand times. And now, how abhorred my imagination is ! my gorge rises at it : Here hung those lips that...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... | |
 | LUDWIC HERRIC - 1865 - 496 σελίδες
...house of Lancaster! Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood: Hamlet. Richard III. Act 1 Scene 2. Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not...now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Mirabel. Dead? Heaven forbid! Heaven further it! Be lieu r. Act 5 Scene 1. For, till they be key-cold... | |
 | John Ruskin - 1866 - 244 σελίδες
...crimson clouds. The imagination is contemplative rather than penetrative. Last, hear Hamlet, — " Here hung those lips that I have kissed, I know not...merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar?" There is the essence of lip, and the full power of the imagination. Again, compare Milton's flowers... | |
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