 | Robert E. Wood - Drama - 1994 - 188 pages
...how abhorr'd in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kiss'd I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now, your...the table on a roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning — quite chop-fall'n. (Vi184-92) kingship, later acknowledged by Fortinbras, is evoked by... | |
 | John Russell - Drama - 1995 - 260 pages
...race, women, who in their concern for the transient and superficial forget the permanent and profound: Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not...the table on a roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chapfall'n? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick,... | |
 | Interdisciplinary Group for Historical Literary Study - Literary Criticism - 1996 - 414 pages
...(recollected) kiss on the grotesque, composite overlay. He then shifts from commentary to direct address: Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not...the table on a roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chop-fallen? (5.1.183-86) The Yorick in Hamlet's mind would have mocked his own death,... | |
 | Michael D. Bristol - Drama - 1996 - 494 pages
...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...merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar? (5.1.185-193) In an important sense Yorick is Hamlet's real father, and under the law of reciprocity... | |
 | Erwin J. Warkentin - Fiction - 1997 - 136 pages
...fancy. He hath bore 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...merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? (5. 1. 178-185) Borcherfs play deals with the life and death of the character described by Hamlet in... | |
 | Stephen Orgel, Sean Keilen - Drama - 1999 - 334 pages
...overlay. He then shifts from commentary to direct address: Here hung those lips that 1 have kissed 1 know not how oft. Where be your gibes now, your gambols,...the table on a roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chop- fallen? (1l. 183-86) The Yorick in Hamlet's mind would have mocked his own death,... | |
 | John Green, Paul Negri - Juvenile Nonfiction - 2000 - 68 pages
...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...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 her, let her paint an inch... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Drama - 2000 - 356 pages
...times, and now how abhorred in my imagination it is - my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips 190 that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your...the table on a roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chop-fallen? Now get you to 195 my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch... | |
 | Peter Quennell, Hamish Johnson - Literary Criticism - 2002 - 246 pages
...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...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 her, let her paint an inch... | |
 | Lawrence Schoen - Fiction - 2001 - 240 pages
...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...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... | |
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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... 
