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
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 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... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1852 - 574 pages
...lips, thatlhave 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... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1852 - 570 pages
...lips, thatlhavo 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? Ntfw* get1 you to my lady's chamber, and... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1853 - 386 pages
...sick man's lips that night. His wonted humour 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 the... | |
| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Authors, American - 1853 - 382 pages
...siek man's lips that night. His wonted humour 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 moek his own grinning !— quite ehap-fallen.' The eonversation was of death and the... | |
| William Herbert - 1853 - 234 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 chapfall'n ! Now get to my lady's chamber, and tell... | |
| Spectator The - 1853 - 560 pages
...lips that I have kissed 1 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 chop-fallen! Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1853 - 420 pages
...that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambolsryour songs.'your ilasnes 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... | |
| 1854 - 474 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 chopfallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1854 - 480 pages
...I have kiss'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your Hashes 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 mv lady's chamber, and... | |
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