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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... "
Knight's Cabinet edition of the works of William Shakspere - الصفحة 336
بواسطة William Shakespeare - 1843
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The Manual of Liberty, Or, Testimonies in Behalf of the Rights of Mankind ...

1795 - عدد الصفحات: 406
...how abhorr'd in my imagination it is! my gorge rises aj: it. Here hung those lips, that I have kiss'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your...the .table on a roar! not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chap fall'n ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch...

The British Essayists: The Spectator

Alexander Chalmers - 1802
...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...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...

The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the ..., المجلد 10

William Shakespeare - 1803
...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...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...

Select British Classics, المجلد 16

1803
...fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times: and now how abhorred in my imagination is it ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I...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...

The Spectator ...

Joseph Addison - 1803
...in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know nst how oft. Where be your gibes now, your gambols, your...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...

The Plays of William Shakespeare, المجلد 8

William Shakespeare - 1804
...how abhorr'd 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...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...

The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text ..., المجلد 9

William Shakespeare - 1805
...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...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...

The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the ..., المجلد 10

William Shakespeare - 1805
...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...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...

The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, العدد 14

William Shakespeare - 1806
...how abhorr'd in my imagination it is ! my gorge risei at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kiss'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your...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...

The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson ..., المجلد 6

William Shakespeare - 1807
...abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kissed 1 know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols...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...




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