 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...  Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. Othello - Seite 322von William Shakespeare - 1826Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | William Shakespeare - 1999 - 324 Seiten
...knew him Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy, he hath borne me on his hack a thousand times - and now how abhorred in my imagination...kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? ,ho your gambols, your songs, your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar?... | |
 | John Green, Paul Negri - 2000 - 68 Seiten
...Yorick's skull, the King's jester. HAMLET [Takes the skull]. This? GRAVEDIGGER. E'en that. HAMLET. Alas, poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of...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 to mock your own... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2001 - 304 Seiten
...skull, was Yorick's skull - the King's jester.54 Hamlet This? 1 Clown E'en that. Hamlet Let me see. Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of...Where be your gibes now - your gambols, your songs, your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar? No one now to mock your own jeering?... | |
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...gravediggers unearth his skull as they prepare Ophelia's grave. This provokes his famous meditation : Alas poor Yorick! I knew him Horatio, a fellow of...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 to mock your own... | |
 | Lawrence Schoen - 2001 - 240 Seiten
...skull, the king's jester. Hamlet This? First Clown E'en that. Hamlet Let me see. — [Takes the skull] Alas, poor Yorick! — I knew him, Horatio; a fellow...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, to mock your own... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2001 - 212 Seiten
...poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath bore me on his back a thousand times. And now how abhorred...how oft. Where be your gibes now? Your gambols, your iso songs, your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now to mock... | |
 | Andi Zimmerman - 2010 - 375 Seiten
...scholar, in anthropological practice. CHAPTER Measuring Skulls: The Social Role of the Antihumanist Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of...now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rims at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your... | |
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