 Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning?  The Idler in Italy - Сторінка 77автори: Marguerite Countess of Blessington - 1839Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Homer Judd, Christopher W. Spalding, Henry Seymour Chase - 1880 - 600 стор.
...out, and the happiest wit becomes a confirmed puritan. " Where be their gibes now, their songs, their flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table in a roar ? Not one now to mock their own grinning! Quite chopfallen !" Bad teeth, with the attendant imperfect... | |
 | 1881 - 318 стор.
...memory ever vivid and vigorous. " Alas ! poor Yorick, where be your gibes now, your gambols, your songs, your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table in a roar ? " may exclaim one who discerns only in Lord Beaconsfield the court jester. Our rejoinder shall be... | |
 | S. S. Hamill - 1881 - 402 стор.
...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 the table in a roar ? Not one now to mock your own grinning I Quite chop-fallenI Now get thee to my lady's chamber, and... | |
 | 1881 - 504 стор.
...memory ever vivid and vigorous. " Alas ! poor Yorick, where be your gibes now, your gambols, your songs, your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table in a roar? " may exclaim one who discerns only in Lord Beaconsfield, the Court Jester. Our rejoinder shall be... | |
 | William Wesley Woollen - 1883 - 618 стор.
...improvident and reckless. %% Alas, poor Yorick ! Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table in a roar? " There comes no answer. The Ledger, at New Albany, was established by John B. Norman and Phincas M.... | |
 | Adam Inch Ritchie - 1883 - 294 стор.
...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 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... | |
 | Abby Sage Richardson - 1884 - 498 стор.
...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 the table in a roar? Not one now to mock your own jeering! Quite chap-fallen! Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1884 - 168 стор.
...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 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... | |
 | 1956 - 400 стор.
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 | Lucy A. Chittenden - 1884 - 198 стор.
...— 1. Why did you come so late? 2. Where be your gibes nowt your gambols? your songs? your bursts of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar? (For other examples see Exercise 63.) The interrogation, when used where in the declarative sentence... | |
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