 | Peter Quennell, Hamish Johnson - 2002 - 246 Seiten
...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 to mock your own grinning? Quite chop-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2001 - 494 Seiten
...kissed I know not how oft. — Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashe's of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one 180 now, to mock your own grinning? quite chop-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2001 - 304 Seiten
...those lipps, that I haue kist I know not how oft. Where be your Iibes now? Your Gambals? Your Songs? Your flashes of Merriment that were wont to set the Table on a Rore? No one now to mock your own Ieering? Quite chopfalne? Now get you to my Ladies Chamber, and tell... | |
 | Stanley Wells - 2002 - 228 Seiten
...his back a thousand times ', to direct address: ' 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 - quite chap-fall'n? ' Jolted back into his fool's role, he thus addresses... | |
 | George Wilson Knight - 2002 - 396 Seiten
...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, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2002 - 244 Seiten
...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, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her... | |
 | Robert Douglas-Fairhurst - 2002 - 390 Seiten
...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 to mock your own grinning? Quite chop-fallen?t97 '"'' H. Barton Baker, 'The Old Tavern Life', Gmtlemm... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2002 - 214 Seiten
...that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now, your gambols, your songs, your 175 flashes of merriment, that 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 her... | |
 | George Wilson Knight - 2002 - 416 Seiten
...148; As You Like It, n, vii, 34). We remember: 'Where be your jibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?' (Hamlet, v, i, 207). Elsewhere, writing to Lady Melbourne on 18 September 1812, Byron inexactly quotes... | |
 | Jonathan Gil Harris, Natasha Korda - 2006 - 364 Seiten
...he once knew - upon which he addresses it, asking Where be your gibes now, your gambols, your songs, your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? (5.1.182, 189-91) -with Vindice's famous apostrophe to the skull of Gloriana, his beloved: Does the... | |
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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? 
