 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 416 стор.
...that were wont to set the table on a roar ? not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap fall'n? 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'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that,... | |
 | John Walker - 1810 - 394 стор.
...were wont to set the table on a roar ? Not one now to mock your own grinning ? Quite chop-fallen ? 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.— Ibid. Hamlet. Pity for the object beloved. Poor lord ! is... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 314 стор.
...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 her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come. Make her laugh at that.' It is an insolence natural to the wealthy, to affix as much... | |
 | Joseph Addison, Sir Richard Steele - 1810 - 348 стор.
...were wont to set the table on a roar ? not one now to mock your own grinning ! quite chop-fallen ! Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, Let her paint an inch thick, to this favor she must come. Make her laugh at that." It is an insolence natural to the wealthy, to affix,... | |
 | Joseph Addison, Sir Richard Steele - 1810 - 314 стор.
...on a roar ? Not one now to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my la> dy's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come. Make her laugh at that.' It is an insolence natural to the wealthy, to afiix as much... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 стор.
...were wont to set the table on a roar : Not one now, to mo ck 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 favour5 she must come ; make her laugh at that, — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 стор.
...were wont to set the table on a roar ? not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen i 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'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 414 стор.
...were wont to set the table on 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 she must come ; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that,... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1812 - 316 стор.
...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 her, let her paint an inch thick, to this savour she must come; make her laugh at that — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HoT. What's... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 666 стор.
...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 her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that — Pr'ythee Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that my... | |
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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... 
