 | John Ruskin - 1848 - 266 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?" 1 I take this and the next instance from Leigh Hunt's admirable piece of criticism, " Imagination and... | |
 | Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 Seiten
...those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes o,f merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar ? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chopfallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 Seiten
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 656 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 jeering6? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 602 Seiten
...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,9 and tell her,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 532 Seiten
...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,2 and tell her>... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 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 - 1851 - 586 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... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1851 - 376 Seiten
...sick man's lips that night. His wonted humour was gone. Of all his gibes, his gambols, his songs, his flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar, not one now to mock his own grinning ! — quite chapfallen. The conversation was of death and the grave. And when... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 574 Seiten
...those lips, thatlhave 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... | |
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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? 
