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" Alas, poor Yorick! — I knew him, 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... "
The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copies ... - Страница 386
по William Shakespeare - 1823
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The Plays & Poems of Shakespeare: According to the Improved Text of Edmund ...

William Shakespeare - 1857 - 376 страници
...same scull, sir, was Yorick's scull, the king's jester. Ham. This ? [takes the scvll. 1 Ctown. Ev'n that. Ham. Alas, poor Yorick ! — I knew him, Horatio...and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor 1 she must come : make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Ho. What...

The Complete Works of Shakspeare, Revised from the Best Authorities ..., Том 1

William Shakespeare - 1857 - 630 страници
...sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester. flam. This? * [Takes the skull. 1st Clo. E'en that. flam. Alas, poor Yorick ! — I knew him, Horatio; a fellow...roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chapfaln ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor...

The philosophy of William Shakespeare delineating in seven hundred and fifty ...

William Shakespeare - 1857 - 710 страници
...Come quickly, Montague, or I am dead. K. HF.MtY VI., PART III., A. ft, S. 2. DEATH'S CHANGES. dust ? my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I...of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a Toar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber,...

The American Journal of Education and College Review, Том 2

1856 - 732 страници
...whose regal imagination would not thus daintily dally with the outside, but seizes the real essence. <; Here hung those lips that I have kissed, I know not...flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table in a roar ?" In Mercutio's description of Mab, the fancy connects real images drawn from objects of...

Tales from Shakspere: For the Use of Young Persons

Charles Lamb - 1859 - 518 страници
...excellent fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now how abhorred my imagination is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that...the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own jeering? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my ladyjs chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick,...

Faust, with notes by G.G. Zerffi, Брой 64

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - 1859 - 396 страници
...despair under which Faust labours. 84 Compare these lines with Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act V., Sc. I. "Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not...merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar?" 85 ,,3£nnner.lt$," wretchedly, miserably, implies the idea of ,,f($tt>et" in a higher degree. ,,®er...

Pearls of Shakespeare: A Collection of the Most Brilliant Passages Found in ...

William Shakespeare - 1860 - 182 страници
...same skull, sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester. [Takes the skull. Ham. This ? Grave-digger. E'en that. Ham. Alas poor Yorick ! — I knew him,...merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar 't Not one now to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen 'i Now get you to my lady's chamber, and...

The Plays of Shakespeare with the Poems, Том 3

William Shakespeare - 1860 - 834 страници
...fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! d ow, how ? Notf one now, to mock your own grinning? + quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber,...

The Plays of Shakespeare, Том 3

William Shakespeare - 1860 - 840 страници
...fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! d q,tKt.tIk ? Xotf one now, to mock your own grinning? * quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber,...

The Plays of Shakespeare, Том 3

William Shakespeare - 1860 - 836 страници
...borne me on his back a thousand times ; and uow, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! л my gorep " You lifnr Inn stnMinrn and Inn ilrangt a hand...I.] But петег till to-night, never till now, ? Xott one uow, to mock your own grinning? J quite chap-fallen ? Xow get you to my ladv's chamber,...




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