 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 chapfallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and...  ARCHIV - Seite 155von LUDWIG HERRIG - 1882Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Bernard Burke - 1849 - 528 Seiten
...divine ! And must they come to this ? Ah, yea, indeed ! " 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 hat." But — we may not moralize. It is hard to account for the obscure hiding of those whose lineage... | |
 | M Joseph Denison - 1849 - 276 Seiten
...THE TOMBS OF ASPASIA AND THE LATE QUEEN OF PRUSSIA. " Now get you " To my Lady's chamber; and tell her, let her paint " An inch thick, to this favour she must come at last." Hamlet. No mausoleum drawn from Parian mines, Or ivied dome, in ancient grandeur shines ;... | |
 | Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 Seiten
...Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chopfallen ? 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 — Hamlet. XII -- HOPE. 6uT thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 586 Seiten
...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 favour* she must come; make her laugh at that.— IVythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord ? Ham. Dost thou think, Alexander looked... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 656 Seiten
...Not one now, to mock your own jeering6? quite chap-fallen? 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. HOB. What 's that, my lord? HAM. Dost thou think Alexander... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 Seiten
...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 favour* she must come; make her laugh at that. OPHELIA'S INTERMENT. Lay her i' the earth; And from her fair and unpolluted flesh, May violets spring!... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 604 Seiten
...me ;" in ' Measure for Measure,' " Surely, sir, a good favour you have j " and in ' Hamlet,' " Tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come." • The reading of all the old editions is, Tour words I catch. The substitution of Touri would I catch... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 606 Seiten
...to me;" in ' Measure for Measure,' " Surely, sir, a good favour you have;" and in ' Hamlet,' " Tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come." • The reading of all the old editions is, Your words I catch. The substitution of Youri would I cateh... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 570 Seiten
...one 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 must come; make her laugh at that.— lYythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord ? Ham. Dost thou think, Alexander looked... | |
 | 1852 - 596 Seiten
...one now to mock your own grinning, — quite chapfallen. 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.' Or he might, had there been secularists in those days, have sent them this grave-token from behind... | |
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