 | 1849 - 522 psl.
...gentlemen from top to toe" ? How bright their noon of life ! how light-hearted they went their ways ! " Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs...flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own jeering ? Quite chap-fallen ? ' ' Mark the feverish eagerness... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 522 psl.
...lips, that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now 7 your gambols ? your songs 7 your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar 7 Not one now, to mock your own grinning 7 quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to mv lady's chamber, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1832 - 530 psl.
...imagination it is!J my gorge rises at it/24) Here 'magmahung those lips, that I have kissed I know not how i oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your...^wont to set the table on a roar? Not§ one now, to 32. mock your own jeering ? || quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her,... | |
 | Anniversary calendar - 1832 - 548 psl.
...Yorich's skull. I knew him, Horatio: afellowof infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. Where be your jibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar 1 not one, to mock your own griuning? quite chop- fallen ! Now get you to my lady's chamber,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1832 - 1022 psl.
...that I have kissed I know not bow oft. Wbere be your gibes nowf your gambols? your songs T your Hashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar t Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen f Now get you to my lady's chamber, atid... | |
 | Mrs. Mathews (Anne Jackson) - 1839 - 532 psl.
...poor Yorick ! . . . a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. . .Where be your gambols now ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar ?" By how many thousands has this hackneyed quotation been uttered with reference to Mathews;... | |
 | Alexander Reid - 1839 - 154 psl.
...excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your...flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar ? EXERCISES. 1. I cannot but imagine the virtuous heroes, legislators, and patriots of every... | |
 | Monthly literary register - 1839 - 720 psl.
...but not a joke did he utter — he was quite down — broken down." — " Ay" — interrupted Dick, "where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs...flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table in a roar ? not one now to mock yonr grinning? quite chop-fallen?— Had'st thou remembered Shakspere,... | |
 | John William Carleton - 1849 - 522 psl.
...gentlemen from top to toe" ? How bright their noon of life ! how light-hearted they went their ways ! " Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs...flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own jeering? Quite chap-fallen?" Mark the feverish eagerness... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1839 - 238 psl.
...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 the grave. And when... | |
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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? 
