 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 316 pàgines
...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 ?...an inch thick, to this favour she must come. Make h<T laugh at that.' It is an insolence natural to the wealthy, to affix as much as in them lies, the... | |
 | John Walker - 1810 - 394 pàgines
...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...favour she must come ; make her laugh at that.— Ibid. Hamlet. Pity for the object beloved. Poor lord ! is 't I That chase thee from thy country, and... | |
 | Joseph Addison, Sir Richard Steele - 1810 - 348 pàgines
...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 thick, to this favor she must come. Make her laugh at that." It is an insolence natural to the wealthy, to affix,... | |
 | Joseph Addison, Sir Richard Steele - 1810 - 314 pàgines
...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 la> dy's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come. Make her... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 pàgines
...songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar : Not one now, to mo ck your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen ? Now get you...and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour5 she must come ; make her laugh at that, — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 pàgines
...were wont to set the table on a roar ? not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen f 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 f Ham Dost thou think, Alexander... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 pàgines
...were wont to set the table on a roar ? not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen i 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 i Ham. Dost thou think, Alexander... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1812 - 316 pàgines
...gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar? not one now to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen...and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this savour she must come; make her laugh at that — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HoT. What's... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 350 pàgines
...gambols ? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar ? not one now to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen !...this favour she must come; make her laugh at that — Pr'ythpe Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that my Lord ? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 666 pàgines
...gambols ? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar ? not one now to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen...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... | |
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... 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 now, to mock your own grinning? quite... 
