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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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Hamlet, and As You Like it: A Specimen of a New Edition of Shakespeare

William Shakespeare, Thomas Caldecott, William Crowe - 1820 - 466 pages
...imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. (s *' Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ?...the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own jeering ?* quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my ^ lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch...
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The Juvenile Mentor, Or Select Readings: Being American School Class Book No ...

Albert Picket - Readers, American - 1820 - 282 pages
...that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? Tour gambols ? Your songs? Yoor Sashes of merriment, .that were wont to set the table on...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 and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volume 7

William Shakespeare, James Boswell, Alexander Pope, Richard Farmer, Samuel Johnson, Edward Capell, George Steevens, Nicholas Rowe - 1821
...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 ?...lady's chamber*, and tell her, let her paint an inch * First folio, Here's a scull now, this scull. f First folio, Let me see. Alas, &c. « — Yorick's...
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The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volume 7

William Shakespeare - 1821
...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 ?...grinning ' ? quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber2, and tell her, let her paint an inch * First folio, Here's a scull noia, this scull. f First...
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The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: To which are Added His ...

William Shakespeare - 1821
...that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where he your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? yourflashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a. roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning f quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell ner, let her paint an inch thick, to...
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The Quarterly Review, Volume 184

William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - English literature - 1896
...face and you make yourselves another ' ; and, moralising over the skull of ' poor Yorick,' he says, ' Get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her...paint an inch thick : to this favour she must come.' Bassanio, commenting on the caskets, reflects that the ' crisped snaky golden locks ' arc often known...
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The flowers of literature, or, Encyclopędia of anecdote, a coll. by W. Oxberry

William Oxberry - 1822
...of wealth, the storehouse of the world !" — YOUNG. THE BOAR'S HEAD TAVERN; EASTCHEAP. (OriginaI.) WHERE be your gibes now '( your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment? — And the Boar's Head was once as full of gibes, and gambols, and songs, and flashes of merriment,...
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The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the ..., Volume 8

William Shakespeare - 1823
...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...tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour 5 she must come ; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that,...
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The Plays of William Shakspeare, Volume 8

William Shakespeare - 1823
...in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that 1 have kiss'd 1 know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ?...and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favouri she must comer make her laugh at that. Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell ma one thing. Hor. What's that,...
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The British essayists, with prefaces by A. Chalmers, Volumes 11-12

British essayists - 1823
...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 songs ? your flashes of merriment ? that were wont'to set the table on a roar. Notone now to mock your own grinning : quite chapfallen. Now get you...
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