 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 554 pages
...head once. This same scull, sir, was Yorick's scull, the king's jester. Ham. This ? [Takes the ScuU. 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas, poor Yorick ! — I knew...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 ? Not one now,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 pages
...Yorick's skull, the king's jester. Ham. This? [Takes the skull. 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Let me see. reform it altogether. And DOW ? your gambols ? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 536 pages
...once. This same skull, sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester. Ham. This ? [Takes the skull. 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas, poor Yorick !—I knew...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 ? Not one now,... | |
 | William John Birch - 1848 - 574 pages
...previous to total decay, and his reflections on the skulk, when he meets with one of a friend : — Alas, poor Yorick ! — I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow...on his back a thousand times, and now how abhorred my imagination is ! my gorgo rises at it. Poor Hamlet ! his daintier sense disgusted at the present,... | |
 | Timothy Stone Pinneo - 1847 - 502 pages
...you would select, should possess, not one', but ulP of these. Alas', poor Yorick* ! I knew him well*, Horatio', a fellow of infinite jest', of most excellent...times* ; and now', how abhorred in my imagination is this skull' ! My gorge rises' at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed', I know not how oft'.... | |
 | Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 pages
...whose high will we bound our calm contents. Richard If. xi. — PITY FOR A DEPARTED FRIEND. ALAS 1 poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite...not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes o,f merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar ? Not one now... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 602 pages
...once. This same skull, sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester. Ham. This ? [Takes the skull. 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas, poor Yorick ! — I knew...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 ? Not one now,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 pages
...once. This same skull, sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester. Ham. This? " [Takes the skull 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas, poor Yorick ! — I knew...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 ? Not one now,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 586 pages
...once. This same scull, Sir, was Yorick's scull, the king's jester. Ham. This? ' [TaTcestheskv.il. 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas ! poor Yorick ! — I knew...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 ? Not one now, to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 532 pages
...head once. This same skull, sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester. Ham. This ? [Takes the skulL 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas, poor Yorick !— I knew...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 ? Not one now,... | |
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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... 
