 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 522 страници
...[Takes (Ac scull. knew him, Horajester. Ham. This? 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas! poor Yorick !— I tio ; a fellow of infinite jest ; of most excellent fancy : he hath borne me on hit back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it Here... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1832 - 1022 страници
...-cull, the king's jester. Ham. thist [Takes the Scull. \ Clo. E'en tbat. Ham. Alas! poor Yorickl— nd's ground 1 But then more why ; Why have UH-J dar...many miles upon her peaceful bosom ; Frighting her pa ; and now, bow abhorred in my imagination it is I my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 страници
...eyebrows are drawn down, and the features contracted or drawn together. EXAMPLE. ALAS ! poor Yorick ! I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of...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... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 360 страници
...Hamlefs reflections on Yorick's skull. — SIIAKSFEARE. ALAS', poor Yorick'! — I knew him', well', 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 is this skull'! My gorge rises at it'. Here hung those lips... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 624 страници
...scull, the king's jester. Ham. This? [Takes the scull. 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas, poorYorick! — I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 534 страници
...skull, the king's jester. Ham. This? [Takes the skull. 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas, poor Yorick ! — I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of...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... | |
 | Joseph Crawhall (of Newcastle upon Tyne), Robert Plummer - 1836 - 160 страници
...should represent the " Beer and Baccy Club" in Sandgate, but sits for their brethren farther west. I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. • A CAPITAL electioneering agent, has a good joke •£*• and a good word for everybody, and makes... | |
 | François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand - 1836 - 382 страници
...speaks of Yorick as of a woman. When the grave-diggers find his head, he exclaims : " Alas poor Yorick ! I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest ; of most excellent fancy .... Here hung those lips that I have kissed, I know not how oft." In the time of Shakspeare, the custom... | |
 | Joseph Addison - 1837 - 478 страници
...king's jester, falls into very pleasing reflection, and cries out to his companion, 'Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of...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... | |
 | Moritz Retzsch - 1838 - 96 страници
...hear how the Artist explains his meaning: — Hani let, contemplating Yorick's scull, says to Horatio, ,Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.' The old Gravedigger listens, with arch look, to what Hamlet is saying, while his comrade, whom lie... | |
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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 I know... 
