 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 602 Seiten
...skull, sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester. Ham. This ? [Takes the skull. 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas, poor Yorick ! — I knew him, Horatio; a fellow...grinning ? ' quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber,9 and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor3 she must come ; make her laugh... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 544 Seiten
...skull, sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester. Ham. This? [Takes the skull. 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas, poor Yorick ! — I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow...songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont Ham. Why? to set the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? ' quite chap-fallen... | |
 | James W. Redfield - 1852 - 348 Seiten
...third person, or gibingly in the second, if it had been as good an index of character as the face ? " How abhorred in my imagination it is ! My gorge rises...songs? your flashes of merriment that were wont to keep the table on a roar ?" Contrast this with Cowper's address to his mother's picture : — " That... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 570 Seiten
...and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Herehung those lips, thatlhavo kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now?...now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Ntfw* get1 you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour* she... | |
 | 1853 - 570 Seiten
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 | William Herbert - 1853 - 234 Seiten
...he hath borne me on his back a thousand times : and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! — Here hung those lips, that I have kissed, I know not...roar ? not one now, to mock your own grinning ? Quite chapfall'n ! Now get to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this complexion... | |
 | Spectator The - 1853 - 560 Seiten
...ho\v abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed 1 know not how oft. Where be your gibes now, your gambols,...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 paint an inch thick, to this favour... | |
 | 1853 - 562 Seiten
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 | Alexander Reid - 1854 - 154 Seiten
...a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not...flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar ? EXERCISES. 1. I cannot but imagine the virtuous heroes, legislators, and patriots of every... | |
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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... 
