 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 690 pàgines
...Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? c; quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber,1 and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this...at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HOR. What's that, my lord ? HAM. Doft thou think, Alexander look'd o' this fafliion i'the earth? HOR.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 682 pàgines
...? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? 9 quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber,1 and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour' me muftcome; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HOR. What's that, my lord... | |
 | 1795 - 432 pàgines
...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 her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that.—Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing ? Horatio. What's that,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 478 pàgines
...chapfallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamttr, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour fhe muft come ; make her laugh at that. — — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord ? Ham. Doft thou think, Alexander look'd o' this tfliion i' the earth ? Hor.... | |
 | John Walker - 1799 - 438 pàgines
...•were wont to fet 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 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 304 pàgines
...of merriment, that were wont to fet the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber,...tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour (he muft come ; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Her. What's that,... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - 314 pàgines
...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,...tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come. Make her laugh at that.' It is an insolence natural to the wealthy, to affix, as much... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 pàgines
...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 paint an inch thick, to this favour4 she must come ; make her laugh at that. — Pr'y thee, Horatio, tell me one thing. liar. What's... | |
 | 1803 - 598 pàgines
...away his eyes, but cannot. 'He 'stays against his will, and is chained Against his inclination. *" Now get you to my lady's " chamber, and tell her, let her -" .paint an inch thick, to this fa" vour she must come." A Letter from the Countess erfPotnfret, to the Countess of Hertford, afterwards... | |
 | 1803 - 376 pàgines
...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 paint an inch think, to this favour she must come. Make her laugh at that.' It is an insolence natural to the wealthy,... | |
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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... 
