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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 I know... "
The Spectator ... - Page 349
by Sir Richard Steele, Joseph Addison - 1803
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Elements of Elocution: In which the Principles of Reading and Speaking are ...

John Walker - Elocution - 1799 - 398 pages
...be your gibes now ? Your gambols ? Your fongs ? Your flames of merriment, that •were wont to fet 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...
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The Plays of William Shakspeare. ....

William Shakespeare - 1800
...Where be your gibes now ? your gambols? yourfongs? your flafties of merriment, that were wont to fet the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own...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,...
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The Monthly Mirror: Reflecting Men and Manners; with Strictures ..., Volume 15

1802
...infinite jest, of most excellent fancy:" and, as I pass mournfully by his grave, I sighing say — " Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, thar were wont to set the table on a ruar ?" He was of a kind and benevolent nature ; hospitable almost...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the ..., Volume 10

William Shakespeare - 1803
...in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ?...and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour4 she must come ; make her laugh at that. — Pr'y thee, Horatio, tell me one thing. liar. What's...
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Select British Classics, Volume 16

English literature - 1803
...in my imagination is it ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now, your gambols, your...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 think, to this favour...
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Annual Register, Volume 16

History - 1803
...away his eyes, but cannot. 'He 'stays against his will, and is chained Against his inclination. *" Now get you to my lady's " chamber, and tell her, let her -" .paint an inch thick, to this fa" vour she must come." A Letter from the Countess erfPotnfret, to the Countess of Hertford, afterwards...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare, Volume 8

William Shakespeare - 1804
...in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kiss'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your...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...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the ..., Volume 10

William Shakespeare - 1805
...in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ?...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...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text ..., Volume 9

William Shakespeare - 1805
...in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your...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...
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The Works of Laurence Sterne, A. M.: A sentimental journey through France ...

Laurence Sterne - English literature - 1805
...Yorick ! he was a fellow of infinite jest ! of most excellent fancy ? Where be your gibes now ?• — : Your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar ?— not one now — quite chop fallen ! Alas ! alas ! alas ! poor Yoricls. This, with the spontaneous flood of friendship,...
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