 | William Shakespeare - 1709 - 598 էջ
...that were wont to kt the Table on a Roar ? No one now to mock your own Jeering? Quite chop fall'n? Now get you to my Lady's Chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour (he muft come; Make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thi;-g. Hor. What's that, my Lord?... | |
 | 1729 - 320 էջ
...that were wont to jet the Tableon a Roar : No one new to mock your own Jeering! : quite'Chop-fallen. Now get you to my Lady's Chamber, and tell her, Let her paint an Inch thick, to this favour flie muft come. Make her laugh at that.. IT is an Infolence natural to the Wealthy, toaffix, as much... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 524 էջ
...of merriment, that were wont to fet the table in a roar ? not one now, to mock your own grjnning ? quite chap-fallen ? now get you to my lady's. chamber,...tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour (he muft comes make her laugh at thai— — Pr'ythee, Heratio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 574 էջ
...your gibes now ? your gambols ? your fongs ? your flafhes of merriment that were wont to fet the table in a roar ? not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen f now get you to my Lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour fhe mufl... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 540 էջ
...to, fet the table in a roar ? nqt one now*, to mock your own grinning ? quite,, chap-fallen,? nov»;, get you to my lady's chamber, and. tell her, le.t her paint an, inc,h thickj to this, favour fhe, mu^ cpmft? make her laugh at that.—Pr'ythee^ Horatio, tell,nae one thing.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1768 - 464 էջ
...that were wont to fet the table in a roar? not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap fallen? now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour me muft come; make her laugh at that—Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my tord?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1771 - 388 էջ
...your gibes now ; your gambols; your fongs : your flalhes ot merriment that were wont to fet the table in a roar ? not one now, to mock your own grinning...now get you to my Lady's chamber, and tell her, let htr paint an inch thick, to this favour fhe muft come: make her laugh at that IVythee, Horatio, tell... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1772 - 370 էջ
...gibes now ? your gambols ? your fongs ? your flafhes of merriment, that were wont to fet the table in a roar? not one now to mock your own grinning?...to my Lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint art inch thick, to this favour {he tnufl come; make her laugh at that^ Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 630 էջ
...your gibes now ? your gambols ? your fongs ? your flames of merriment, that were wont to let the table in a roar ? not one now, to mock your own grinning...tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour me muil come; make her laugh at that.—Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Her. What's that, my... | |
 | John Boyle Earl of Orrery - 1773 - 328 էջ
...turn away his eyes, but cannot. He ftays againft his will, and is chained againft his inclination. " Now get you " to my lady's chamber, and tell her, " let her paint an inch thick, to this fa" vour fhe muft come." I have omitted to tell you, that the walls of feveral of the feven rooms,... | |
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