 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
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1848 - 316 стор.
...man's lips that night. His wonted humour was gone. Of all his ' gibes, his gambols, his songs, his flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar, not one now to mock his own grinning !—quite chopfallen.' The conversation was of death and the grave.... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1849 - 348 стор.
...I have kissed, I know not how oft\ 2 Where are your gibes', 5 now?* your gambols"?- your songs"-?'" your flashes of merriment-," that were wont to set the table in a roar- ? 5 Not one', & now, to mock your grinning' ? 6 quite chopfalien' ? 6 Now get you to my lady's chamber',... | |
 | 1849 - 508 стор.
...infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. ******* Where be your jibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar?" — HAMLET. IT was a cold, dreary night, in the latter end of November ; the wind and sleet rattled... | |
 | Charles Jewett - 1849 - 218 стор.
...of Hamlet to the skull of 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 ? . . . . . . Quite chapfallen." I looked upon the strong oak casks, some of them iron bound, and thought... | |
 | Richard Hort - 1850 - 318 стор.
...jest, and of most excellent fancy. * * * * * * Where be your jibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar ? Hamlet. IT was a cold dreary night, in the latter end of November; the wind and sleet rattled, at... | |
 | Robert Fergusson, Alexander Balloch Grosart - 1851 - 480 стор.
...soothing song. ON THE DEATH OF DR. TOSHACK OF PERTH, A GREAT HUMOURIST. Where be those gibes, those flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar ' II AMI.fcT, ACT V. THE Doctor dead ! let old St. Johnston mourn ; Let laughter's sons to sorrow's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 462 стор.
...A. 7. ii. 4. WIT, REFLECTIONS ON THE SCULL OF A. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs T your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table In a rour :' Not one now to mock your own grinning ? quite 408 ~W IT, REFLECTIONS ON THE SCULL ot A, —... | |
 | 1852 - 596 стор.
...thrown up by the spade of a grave-digger' — ' Where be your gibes now ? your gambols '! your songs 'I your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar t Not one now to mock your own grinning, — quite chapfallen. Now get you to my lady's chamber, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 444 стор.
...AY ii. 4. WIT, REFLECTIONS ON THE SCULL OF A. 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 WIT, REFLECTIONS ON THE SCULL OF A, — continued.... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1853 - 492 стор.
...not why', E'en at the sound himself had made\ Where are your gibes^ now? your gambols^? your songsX' your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar^? Thus saith the High and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, whose name is Holy ; " I dwell in the high... | |
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