 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 I know not how oft.  The British Essayists - Strona 54pod redakcją - 1808Pełny widok - Informacje o książce
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - Liczba stron: 666
...how abhorr'd in my imagination it is ! my gorge rifes at it. Here hung thofe lips, that 1 have kifs'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols I your fongs .' your flames of merriment, that were wont to fet the table on a roar ? Not one now,... | |
 | Liczba stron: 502
...gentlemen from top to toe" ? How bright their noon of life ! how light-hearted they went their ways ! " Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs...your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own jeering ? Quite chap-fallen ? " Mark the feverish eagerness... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - Liczba stron: 690
...how abhorr'd in my imagination it is! my gorge rifes at it. Here hung thofe lips, that I have kifs'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your fongs ? your flafhes of merriment, that were wont to fet the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - Liczba stron: 682
...how abhorr'd in my imagination it is ! my gorge rifes at it. Here hung thofe lips, that I have kifs'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your fongs ? your flafhes of merriment, that were wont to fet the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - Liczba stron: 728
...how abhorr'd in my imagination it is ! my gorge rifes at it. Here hung thofe lips, that I have kifs'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your fongs ? your rlafhes of merriment, that were wont to fet the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock... | |
 | 1795 - Liczba stron: 432
...how abhorr'd in my imagination it is! my gorge rises aj: it. Here hung those lips, that I have kiss'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your...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 ? Now get you to my lady's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - Liczba stron: 478
...abhorr'd in my imagination it is ! my gorge rifes at it. Here hung thofe lips that I have . kifs'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your fongs ? your flafhes of merriment, that were wont to fet the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock... | |
 | John Walker - 1799 - Liczba stron: 438
...how abhorred in my imagination it is ; my gorge rifes at it. Here hung thofe lips that I have killed I know not how oft. Where 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - Liczba stron: 304
...how abhorr'd in my imagination it is! my gorge rifes at it. Here hung thofe lips, that I have kifs'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols? yourfongs? your flafties of merriment, that were wont to fet the table on a roar ? Not one now, to... | |
 | 1802 - Liczba stron: 442
...infinite jest, of most excellent fancy:" and, as I pass mournfully by his grave, I sighing say — " Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, thar were wont to set the table on a ruar ?" He was of a kind and benevolent nature ; hospitable almost... | |
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