 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...  Appletons' Journal - Sida 1161879Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - Om den här boken
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 522 sidor
...fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how 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 ? your songs ? your flashes of merrfment,... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - 314 sidor
...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 now, your gambols, your songs, your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set... | |
 | 1803 - 376 sidor
...fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times: and now how 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, your songs, your flashes of merriment that were wont to set... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 sidor
...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 now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to... | |
 | 1803 - 420 sidor
...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 nst how oft. Where be your gibes now, your gambols, your songs, your flashes of merriment that were... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 sidor
...fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how 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? your songs? your flashes of merriment,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 sidor
...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 now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 sidor
...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 now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 374 sidor
...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 1 know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 584 sidor
...fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousanc times; and now, how abhorr'd in my imagination it is ! e some ir.iscliief. Brit. Do so; — and let no man abi kiss'd I know not how oft. Where 5 be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your sougs 40 43 Ho- 50 ,-our... | |
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