 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?  The Atlantic Monthly - Page 5011863Full view - About this book
 | Joseph Addison - Bookbinding - 1837 - 478 pages
...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? Not one now to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Europe - 1839 - 238 pages
...the sick-man's lips that night. His wonted humor was gone. Of all his 'jibes, his gambols, his songs, his flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar, not one now, to mock his own grinning ! — quite chap-fallen.' — The conversation was of death and... | |
 | Richard Brinsley Sheridan - English drama - 1840 - 346 pages
...skull, has been noticed by Sbakspeare ; *4 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 tomock yuur own grinning f quite chopfallen 1 " And again; " within the hollow crown That... | |
 | John Ward - Newcastle-under-Lyme (England) - 1843 - 758 pages
...the seventy in the language of Hamlet " Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your " flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar ?" The test of admission to the freedom of this convivial corporation was the drinking off a yard-length-glass... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 646 pages
...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 ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning6? quite chapfallen ? Now, get you to my lady's chamber, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 pages
...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 ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chapfallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 pages
...that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now 1 your gambols ? your songs ? ' your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the. table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chapfallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 652 pages
...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 ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning6? quite chapfallen ? Now, get you to my lady's chamber, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 364 pages
...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 ? Not one now, to mock your own jeering? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 554 pages
...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? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now, get you to my lady's chamber, and tell... | |
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