 | John Ruskin - Aesthetics - 1848
...crimson clouds. The imagination is contemplative rather than penetrative. Last, hear Hamlet, — " Here hung those lips that I have kissed, I know not...merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar?" 1 I take this and the next instance from Leigh Hunt's admirable piece of criticism, " Imagination and... | |
 | Charles Jewett - Electronic books - 1849 - 200 pages
...other's backs around the apartment, recalled the language of Hamlet to the skull of poor Yorick : — " Where be your gibes now ? your Gambols ? your songs...flashes of merriment That were wont to set the table in a roar ? . . . . . . Quite chapfallen." I looked upon the strong oak casks, some of them iron bound,... | |
 | Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850
...on his back a thousand times; and now how abhorred in my ima,gination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not...the table on a roar ? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chopfallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851
...me on his back a thousand times ; and now how abhorred my imagination is d ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not...the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own jeering6? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851
...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 not...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 her paint an inch... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851
...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 not...the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? ' quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber,9 and tell her, let her paint an... | |
 | 1851
...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 not...the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? ] quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber,2 and tell her> let her paint an... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 345 pages
...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 not...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 her paint an inch... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851
...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 not...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 her paint an inch... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Russell Jackson - Performing Arts - 1996 - 208 pages
...HAMLET. GERTRUDE, CLAUDIUS and YOUNG HAMLET roar with laughter at one of his jokes. HAMLET (continuing) your songs, your flashes of merriment that were wont...the table on a roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chop-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber tell her, let her paint an inch thick,... | |
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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... 
