 | Andrew Becket - 1787 - 494 Seiten
...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 Seiten
...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 Seiten
...? 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...at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HOT. What's that, my lord? Ham. Doft thou think, Alexaader look'd o' this fafhion i' the earth ? Her.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 682 Seiten
...of merriment, that were wont to fet the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? 9 quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber,1...her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour' me muftcome; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HOR. What's that, my lord... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 728 Seiten
...of merriment, that were wont to fet the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? 9 quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber,1...her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour' fhe muftcome; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. HOR. What's that, my... | |
 | 1795 - 432 Seiten
...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.—Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing ? Horatio. What's that,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 478 Seiten
...roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chapfallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamttr, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour fhe muft come ; make her laugh at that. — — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that,... | |
 | John Walker - 1799 - 438 Seiten
...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 (he muft come ; make her laugh at that. — Ibid. Hamlet. Pity Jor the objeft beloved. Poor lord! is't... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 304 Seiten
...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. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Her. What's that,... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - 314 Seiten
...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... | |
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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... 
