 | Sir Thomas Wyse - 1828 - Страниц: 300
...nonpareil two-guinea complexion you may have seen that morning, over which you - may now sigh. — " Go to my Lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this she must come at last." I hope you have long since arranged your cloak, and your portfolio under it,... | |
 | sir Thomas Wyse - 1828 - Страниц: 594
...nonpareil two-guinea complexion you may have seen that morning, over which you may now sigh. — " Go to my Lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this she must come at last." I hope you have long since arranged your cloak, and your portfolio under it,... | |
 | Augustus Bozzi Granville - 1828 - Страниц: 830
...knocked about the mazzard" by every irreverent doctor. " Here's fine revolution !" '' Now get you to iny lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come, — Pray, my dear Sir, I asked the Professor, still holding the skull in my hand, and... | |
 | 1828 - Страниц: 918
...; chaplees and knocked about the mazzard" by every irreverent doctor. " Here's fine revolution!" " Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint au inch thick, to this favour she must come." — Pray, my dear Sir, I asked the Professor, still holding... | |
 | 1829 - Страниц: 686
..." here had hung those lips which he had kissed he knew not how oft ;" — his exclamation,—" Go, get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this complexion must she come !" — and when touching his last moments, he wrests the poisoned cup from... | |
 | Augustus Bozzi Granville - 1829 - Страниц: 796
...chapless and knocked about the mazzard" by every irreverent doctor. " Here 1s fine revolution I11 " Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to tliis favour she must come.1'1 — Pray, my dear Sir, I asked the Professor, still holding the skull... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - Страниц: 638
...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 her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour" she must come ; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - Страниц: 654
...Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour* she must come; make her laugh at that.—Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord ? Hum, Dost tltou think, Alexander looked o't his fashion i'the earth? Hor. E'en so. II a HI.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - Страниц: 522
...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 tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour1 she must come ; make her laugh at that. I'r'nlice, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's... | |
 | Anniversary calendar - 1832 - Страниц: 548
...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, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Hamlet. Dec. Albinus (Emperor), killed, 198. Rhone (river).... | |
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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 her, let... 
