| William Shakespeare - 1843 - 652 страници
...fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is5! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I...the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning6? quite chapfallen ? Now, get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1844 - 364 страници
...Clown. Ev'n that. a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy : he hath borne me on his hack a thousand times ; and now how abhorred in my imagination...and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor l she must come : make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Ho. What's... | |
| John Walker Ord - 1845 - 434 страници
...Yorick's skull, the king's jester. Hamlet. This ? [ Takes the skull. ] 1st Clown. E'en that. Hamlet. Alas, poor Yorick ! I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow...flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table in a roar ? Not one now to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen ? Now get we to my lady's chamber,... | |
| Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1847 - 252 страници
...appears in the physiognomy (if it may be so called) of a skull, has been noticed by Shakspeare ; " where be your gibes now ? your gambols, your songs,...on a roar ? not one now to mock your own grinning f quite chopfallen! " And again; " within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1848 - 536 страници
...once. This same skull, sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester. Ham. This ? [Takes the skull. 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas, poor Yorick !—I knew...on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? 1 quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, 9 and tell her, let her paint an inch thick,... | |
| John Ruskin - 1848 - 266 страници
...crimson clouds. The imagination is contemplative rather than penetrative. Last, hear Hamlet, — " Here hung those lips that I have kissed, I know not...merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar?" 1 I take this and the next instance from Leigh Hunt's admirable piece of criticism, " Imagination and... | |
| Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 страници
...whose high will we bound our calm contents. Richard If. xi. — PITY FOR A DEPARTED FRIEND. ALAS 1 poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite...roar ? 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... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 страници
...once. This same skull, sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester. Ham. This? " [Takes the skull 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas, poor Yorick ! — I knew...and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor she must come ; make her laugh at that. — Trythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 602 страници
...once. This same skull, sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester. Ham. This ? [Takes the skull. 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas, poor Yorick ! — I knew...grinning ? ' quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber,9 and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor3 she must come ; make her laugh... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 532 страници
...head once. This same skull, sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester. Ham. This ? [Takes the skulL 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas, poor Yorick !— I knew...grinning ? ] quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber,2 and tell her> let her paint an inch thick, to this favor 3 she must come ; make her laugh... | |
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