 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 560 psl.
...sir, was Yorick's scull 9, the king's jester. HAM. This? [Takes the Scull. 1 CLO. E'en that. HAM. -f- Alas, poor Yorick ! — I knew him, Horatio: a fellow...grinning ' ? quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber2, and tell her, let her paint an inch * First folio, Here's a scull noia, this scull. f First... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 490 psl.
...abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that 1 have kiss'd 1 know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols...and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favouri she must comer make her laugh at that. Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell ma one thing. Hor. What's that,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 540 psl.
...scull, the king's jester. Ham. This? [Takes the Scull. 1 Clo. E'en that. Ham. Alas, poor Yorick!—I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of...on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning 42 ? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber 23 , and tell her, let her paint an inch thick,... | |
 | 1826 - 508 psl.
...of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me on his back a thousand times. Here hang those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft....flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to ray lady's chamber,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 554 psl.
...imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not how oft. WheVe be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your...the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own fjrinning*2 ? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber23, and tell her, let her paint an... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1827 - 362 psl.
...this same scull, sir, was Yorick's scull, the king's jester. ham. This? [Takes the sevS. Grave-digger. E'en that. Ham. Alas! poor Yorick! — I knew him,...Now get you to my lady's chamber,, and tell her, let * Orchis mono mat. •* t ieentious. t Insensible, Her paint an inch thick, to this favour* she must... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1827 - 658 psl.
...same scull, sir, was Yorick's scull, the king's jester. Ham This? [ Takes the scull. Grave-digger. E'en that. Ham. Alas! poor Yorick! — I knew him,...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 her, let ner... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 542 psl.
...now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at iu Here hung those lips, that I hare kissed I know not how oft. • Where be your gibes...own grinning ? quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to mv lady's chamber, and tell her, lether paint an inch thick, to this favour1 she must come ; make her... | |
 | 1831 - 232 psl.
...adaptation is that by JP Kemble, brought out at Drury-Lane in 1800, and at Covent-Garden in 1804. f Hamlet. Alas ! poor Yorick ! — I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow...now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chapfallen? Act 5. Sc. I. H'jratio. O yes, my lord ; he wore his beaver up. Hamlet. What, look'd he frowningly... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 psl.
...mouth is open, the eyebrows are drawn down, and the features contracted or drawn together. EXAMPLE. ALAS ! poor Yorick ! I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow...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... | |
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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... 
