 | William Shakespeare - 1772 - 370 стор.
...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 art inch thick, to this favour {he tnufl come; make her laugh at that^ Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 630 стор.
...were wont to let the table in a roar ? not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chapfallen ? now get you to my lady's chamber, and 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 - 326 стор.
...turn away his eyes, but cannot. He ftays againft his will, and is chained againft his inclination. * f Now get you ** to my lady's chamber, and tell her, '* let her paint an inch thick, to this fa« l vour {he muft come." I have omitted to tell you, that the •walls of feveral of the feven rooms,... | |
 | John Boyle Earl of Orrery - 1773 - 328 стор.
...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,... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1774 - 606 стор.
...turn away his eyes, but cannot. He flays again ft 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 flic mutt come." A Letter from the Cauntefs of Pomfret, to the Countefs of Hertford, afterwards... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1778 - 90 стор.
...not a curt as well as another man, a plague on my bringing up 1 Hen. IV. Part I. AQ. II. Lady Ail *. Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this complexion flic jnuft come at laft 1 Hamltt, Aft V. Lord M—~K£i ii—T-ir -t;—Did I not fellow^?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1780 - 288 стор.
...table in a rour ? Not one now to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fall'n? Now get you to my l.-idy's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour, to this complexion (lie mull come ; make her lau^h at that. SCENE- II. d fpothfs Fir gin luried. (38)... | |
 | Andrew Becket - 1787 - 494 стор.
...were wont to fet the table on 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 {he muft come; make her laugh at that. Hamlet, A. 5, S. i. M IN D. My heart's fubdu'd Even to the very... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 522 стор.
...were wont to set the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chapfallen f Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that.— <• Pr'ytbee, Horatio, tell me one thing. ; Hor. What's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 666 стор.
...were wont to fet the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning * f 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. HOT. What's that,... | |
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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 on 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... 
