 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 484 pages
...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?...the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning?s quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber,7 and tell her, let her paint an inch... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 476 pages
...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?...the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning?6 quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber,7 and tell her, let her paint an inch... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 470 pages
...Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where he your gihes now ? your gamhols ? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the tahle on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning?s quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - English essays - 1810 - 314 pages
...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,...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 thick, to this favour she must... | |
 | Joseph Addison, Sir Richard Steele - English literature - 1810 - 314 pages
...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,...now to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my la> dy's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she... | |
 | John Walker - Elocution - 1810 - 394 pages
...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...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... | |
 | Joseph Addison, Sir Richard Steele - English literature - 1810 - 348 pages
...imagination is it ! now, 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,...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... | |
 | John Walker - Elocution - 1810 - 402 pages
...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 merrimen that were wont to set the table on a roar ? N»t one now t mock your own grinning ? Quite... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 516 pages
...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?...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 thick, to this favour* she must... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 pages
...imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not how ott. Where be your gibes now ( your gambols ? your songs...wont to set the table on a roar ! Not one now, to mo ck your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to rnv lady's chamber, and tell her, let... | |
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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? 
