 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. Where be your gibes...  A Treatise on English Punctuation - Page 144by John Wilson - 1868Full view - About this book
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 pages
...imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not liow oft. Where be your gibes now : your gambols ? your songs...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 to my lady's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 pages
...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...flashes of merriment, that 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 pages
...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...flashes of merriment, that 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 378 pages
...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...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,... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - Elocution - 1819 - 448 pages
...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?...flashes of merriment, 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 646 pages
...imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not how oft. Wnere 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1820 - 512 pages
...imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. (s *' Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs...flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own jeering ?* quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my ^ lady's... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1822 - 430 pages
...of wealth, the storehouse of the world !" — YOUNG. THE BOAR'S HEAD TAVERN; EASTCHEAP. (OriginaI.) WHERE be your gibes now '( your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment? — And the Boar's Head was once as full of gibes, and gambols, and songs, and flashes of merriment,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Theater - 1823 - 490 pages
...imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that 1 have kiss'd 1 know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs...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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 558 pages
...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...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,... | |
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