 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 272 Seiten
...Yorick's scull, the king's jester. Ham. This? [Takes the Scull. 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Let me see. Alas, poor Yorick! — I knew him, Horatio: a fellow...this favour she must come; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythce , Horatio , tell me one thing. | 211 Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857
...same scull, sir, was Yorick's scull, the king's jester. Ham. This ? [takes the scvll. 1 Ctown. Ev'n that. Ham. Alas, poor Yorick ! — I knew him, Horatio...and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor 1 she must come : make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Ho. What... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857
...sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester. flam. This? * [Takes the skull. 1st Clo. E'en that. flam. Alas, poor Yorick ! — I knew him, Horatio; a fellow...roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chapfaln ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1858
...scull, the king's jester. Ham. This ? [Taking the scull. 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Let me see :'. — Alas, poor Yorick ! — I knew him, Horatio : a fellow...this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord ? Ham. Dost thou think, Alexander... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1859 - 503 Seiten
...excellent fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now how abhorred my imagination is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that...the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own jeering? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my ladyjs chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1980 - 383 Seiten
...poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio. A fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath bore me on his back a thousand times. And now how abhorred...roar ? Not one now to mock your own grinning ? Quite chop-fallen ? Now get 190 you to my lady's table and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this... | |
 | Phoebe S. Spinrad - 1987 - 334 Seiten
...mixture of regret, fear, laughter, and disgust: Hamlet: Alas, poor Yorick! 3 1 knew him, Horatio—a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy....set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your grinning? Quite chopfallenf Now get you to my lady's chamber and tell her, let her paint an inch thick,... | |
 | Jerry Blunt - 1990 - 207 Seiten
...gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your jibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment,...and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor she must come. Make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. ...Dost thou think... | |
 | Maynard Mack - 1993 - 279 Seiten
...the first instance, the mixture of profoundly imaginative feelings contained in Hamlet's epitaph for Yorick— I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite...and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor she must come. Make her laugh at that— (5.1.173) is weighed over against the buffoon literalism... | |
 | Terrence Ortwein - 1994 - 91 Seiten
...Yorick's skull, the King's jester. HAMLET. This? CLOWN. E'en that. HAMLET. Let me see. (Takes the skull.) Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of...roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chapfall'n? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor... | |
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Alas, poor Yorick ! I knew him, Horatio : a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed... 
