 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 - 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... | |
 | Jennifer Mulherin - 2001 - 40 Seiten
...that of his father's court jester, Yorick. It reminds him of happier times. Hamlet remembers Yorick Alas! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of...hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now . . . Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2002 - 244 Seiten
...will scarcely lie in this box; and must the inheritor himself have no more, ha? Hamlet— Hamlet Vi 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... | |
 | Robert Douglas-Fairhurst - 2002 - 396 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...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... | |
 | Robert Douglas-Fairhurst - 2002 - 390 Seiten
...knew him. Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath bore me on his hack a thousand times, and now — how abhorred in my imagination...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... | |
 | K. H. Anthol - 2003 - 344 Seiten
...Yorick's skull, the King's jester. Ham. This? 200 7. Clo. E'en that. Ham. Let me see. [Takes the skull.] Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of...his back a thousand times. And [now] how abhorred 205 [in] my imagination [it] is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kiss'd I know... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2005 - 900 Seiten
...sir, was, sir, Yorick's skull, the king's jester. This? E'en that. Let me see. [he takes the skull] Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio — a fellow...Where be your gibes now? Your gambols, your songs, your flashes of merri- 180 ment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now to mock your... | |
 | Lindsay Price - 2005 - 52 Seiten
...GRAVEDIGGER: E'en that. HAMLET: Let me see. LAERTES: HAMLET: LAERTES: PRIEST: LAERTES: He takes the skull. Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of...abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Where be your gibes now? Your gambols? Your songs? Your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set... | |
 | Peter Holland - 2005 - 396 Seiten
...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...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 grinning?... | |
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