 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 522 oldal
...were wont to set the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chapfallen f Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let...this favour she must come; make her laugh at that.— <• Pr'ytbee, Horatio, tell me one thing. ; Hor. What's that, my lord ? zoo Ham. Dost thou think,... | |
 | 1795 - 432 oldal
...were wont to set the .table on a roar! not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chap fall'n ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let...thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that.—Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing ? Horatio. What's that, my lord ? Hamlet. Dost thou think... | |
 | John Walker - 1799 - 438 oldal
...be your gibes now ? Your gambols ? Your fongs ? Your flames of merriment, that •were wont to fet the table on a roar ? Not one now to mock your own...tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour (he muft come ; make her laugh at that. — Ibid. Hamlet. Pity Jor the objeft beloved. Poor lord! is't... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - 314 oldal
...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...this favour she must come. Make her laugh at that.' It is an insolence natural to the wealthy, to affix, as much as in them lies, the character of a man... | |
 | 1803 - 376 oldal
...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...lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch think, to this favour she must come. Make her laugh at that.' It is an insolence natural to the wealthy,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 oldal
...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...this favour she must come; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord ? Ham. Dost thou think, Alexander... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 oldal
...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...this favour* she must come; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord ? Ham. Dost thou think, Alexander... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 420 oldal
...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...this favour she must come; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord ? Hum. Dost thou think, Alexander... | |
 | Francis Douce - 1807 - 540 oldal
...of the king of Denmark contemporary with Hamlet, according to Saxo Grammaticus. Sc. 1. p. 311. HAM. Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let...this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. There is good reason for supposing that Shakspeare borrowed this thought from some print or picture... | |
 | Francis Douce - 1807 - 528 oldal
...of the king of Denmark contemporary with Hamlet, according to Saxo Grammaticus. Sc. 1. p. 311. HAM. Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let...this favour she must come; make her laugh at that. There is good reason for supposing that Shakspeare borrowed this thought from some print or picture... | |
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... abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. 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? Not one... 
