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... Works - Page 167by John Ruskin - 1887Full view - About this book
| 1795 - 432 pages
...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 gambols,...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 chamber, and... | |
| Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - 314 pages
...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 now, your gambols,...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... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 pages
...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 now ? your gambols...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... | |
| 1803 - 376 pages
...abhorred in my imagination is it ! 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,...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, and... | |
| 1803 - 420 pages
...in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know nst how oft. Where be your gibes now, your gambols, your...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... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 pages
...abhorr'd in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kiss'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols?...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... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pages
...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 now? your gambols?...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... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pages
...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 now ? your gambols...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... | |
| Laurence Sterne - 1805 - 430 pages
...Yorick ! he was a fellow of infinite jest ! of most excellent fancy ? Where be your gibes now ?• — : Your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar ?— not one now — quite chop fallen ! Alas ! alas ! alas ! poor Yoricls. This, with the spontaneous... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1806 - 420 pages
...abhorr'd in my imagination it is ! my gorge risei at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kiss'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols?...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... | |
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