 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 364 páginas
...Here hung those lips that I have kissed 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 jeering? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 652 páginas
...Here hung those lips, that I have kissed 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 grinning6? quite chapfallen ? Now, get you to my lady's chamber,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 páginas
...Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now 1 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 chapfallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 páginas
...Here hung those lips that I have kissed 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 chapfallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber,... | |
 | John Ward - 1843 - 758 páginas
...solemnly apostrophize the seventy in the language of Hamlet " Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your " flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar ?" The test of admission to the freedom of this convivial corporation was the drinking off... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 646 páginas
...Here hung those lips, that I have kissed 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 grinning6? quite chapfallen ? Now, get you to my lady's chamber,... | |
 | 1844 - 232 páginas
...responded to, by jovial thousands of England's laugliing sons and smiling daughters, what is it now ? " Where be your gibes now ? Your jests — your songs...your flashes of merriment, That were wont to set the audience in a roar ? Not one now — to mock your own cobwebs 1 This house is no longer what its patent... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 364 páginas
...Here hung those lips that I have kissed 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,... | |
 | George Robert Rowe - 1844 - 212 páginas
...Another and powerful auxiliary in the treatment of indigestion, is the mixing in cheerful society : " the flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table in a roar," excite in the mind pleasing emotions, and contribute much to digestion by imparting increased secretion... | |
 | George Robert Rowe - 1844 - 132 páginas
...introduce, only as one of the observations in allusion to diet*. * " The mixing in cheerful society, ' the flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table in a roar,' excite in the mind pleasing emotions, and contribute much to digestion by imparting increased secretion... | |
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Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? 
