 | 1795 - 432 str.
...lips, that I have kiss'd 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 fall'n ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1802 - 314 str.
...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... | |
 | 1803 - 376 str.
...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 chop-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 str.
...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... | |
 | Sir John Carr - 1803 - 302 str.
...grave of Ophelia, strongly occurred to me. " 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 ?" At either end of the tomb of Jean Jacques,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 str.
...lips, that I have kiss'd 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 - 1805 - 486 str.
...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... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1805 - 430 str.
...he was a fellow of infinite jest ! of most excellent fancy ? Where be your gibes now ?• — : Your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar ?— not one now — quite chop fallen ! Alas ! alas ! alas ! poor Yoricls. This, with the spontaneous... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 str.
...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 - 1806 - 420 str.
...lips, that I have kiss'd 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... | |
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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? 
