...lips, thatlhave 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 her, let her paint...

...wine — he always drank the best — touehed not the siek man's lips that night. His wonted humour was gone. Of all his 'jibes, his gambols, his songs,...were wont to set the table on a roar, not one now to moek his own grinning !— quite ehap-fallen.' The eonversation was of death and the grave. And when...

...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 chapfall'n ! Now get to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an...

...lips that I have kissed 1 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 tell her, let her paint...

...that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambolsryour songs.'your ilasnes 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...

...oft. Where be ruur gibes now ? your gambols? your songs? your flnshes of merriment, that were wnni. ing? Here it is, I think. [He ills down. Enter th your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to mv lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint...

...jester, whose skull has just been dug up. "Where be your gibes now, your gambols, your songs, your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar?" Jokes and Jokers 1 My life has been one great big joke, A dance that's walked A song that's spoke,...

...sans lubricité. En quoi il n'est pas drôle: Where be your gibes now. your gambols. your songs. your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar? 1p. 7701" Mal lui en a pris: la sanction. pour cette fois. est venue avant la faute. Du moins peut-on...

...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? (5. 1. 178-185) Borcherfs play deals with the life and death of the character described by Hamlet in...

...Paris : Éditions Messene, 1996) 120-121. "Where be your gibes now, your gambols, your songs, your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar?" ( V. 1 . 1 80- 1 82) Rire chaleureux et nourriture avaient partie liée à la table du festin qui était...