 | William Shakespeare - 1762 - 436 Seiten
...Horatio, a fellow of infinite jeft ; of m6ft excellent fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thoufand times : and now how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rifes at it. Here hung thofe lips, that I have kifs'dI know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 Seiten
...Horatio, a fellow of infinite jeft; of moft excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thoufand times: and now how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rifes at it. Here hung thole lips, that I have kifs'dI know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 476 Seiten
...Horatio, 3 fellow of infinite jeft; of mcft excellent fancy: he hathhome me on his back a thouiand times : and now how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rifes at it. Here hung thofe lips, that I have kifs'dI know not how oft. Where be your g\\ies UO\N... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 630 Seiten
...Horatio, a fellow of infinite jeft j of moft excellent fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thoufand times : and now how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge riles at it. Here hur.g thofe lips, that I have kifs'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 522 Seiten
...was Yorick's scull, the king's jester.v Ham. This? Clown. E'en that. . ; Ham. Alas, poor Yorick!—I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most...borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorr'd in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kiss'd I... | |
 | 1795 - 432 Seiten
...? Clown. This same skull, sir, was sir Yorick's skull, the king's jester. Hamlet. Alas, poor Yorick !—I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest,...borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorr'd in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at, it. Here hung those lips, that I have kiss'dI... | |
 | John Walker - 1799 - 438 Seiten
...Horatio ; a fellow of infinite j eft, of moft excellent fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thoufand times ; and now how abhorred in my imagination it is; my gorge rifes at it. Here hung thofe lips that I have killed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ?... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - 314 Seiten
...jester, falls into very pleasing reflections, and cries out to his companion, ' Alas, poor Yorick ! I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of...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... | |
 | 1803 - 436 Seiten
...pleasing reflections, and cries out to his companion, ' ' See N° 358, and 370. - * Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio : a fellow of infinite jest, of...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 Seiten
...scull, the king's jester. Ham. This ? [Takes the Scull. 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas! poor Yorick !—] knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most...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... | |
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Alas ! poor Vorick !—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... 
