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" Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? "
The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators - Page 143
by William Shakespeare - 1806
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The Classical Monologue, Men

Michael Earley, Philippa Keil - 1992 - 145 pages
...Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes2 now? Your gambols,3 your songs, your flashes of merriment that were wont...the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning?4 Quite chopfallen?s Now get you to my lady's chamber and tell her, let her paint6 an inch...
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Everybody's Shakespeare: Reflections Chiefly on the Tragedies

Maynard Mack - 1993 - 279 pages
...how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your...and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor she must come. Make her laugh at that— (5.1.173) is weighed over against the buffoon literalism...
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Some Necessary Questions of the Play: A Stage-centered Analysis of ...

Gene A. Smith, Robert E. Wood - 1994 - 171 pages
...bore me on his back a thousand times, and now how abhorr'd in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kiss'd I know...roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning — quite chop-fall'n. (Vi184-92) kingship, later acknowledged by Fortinbras, is evoked by his contemplation...
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And Flights of Angels

Terrence Ortwein - 1994 - 91 pages
...how abhorred in my imagination it is. My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? Your...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, to this favor...
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Hamlet and Narcissus

John Russell - 1995 - 246 pages
...transient and superficial forget the permanent and profound: Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? Your...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, to this favor...
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Shakespeare at Work

John Jones - 1999 - 292 pages
...in his hand, and he shifts from mortal remains to the dead man himself with a series of questions: 'Where be your gibes now, your gambols, your songs,...on a roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning?' That is Qi. Qi could only manage 'Where's your jests now, Yorick, your flashes of merriment?' F is...
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American Iconology: New Approaches to Nineteenth-century Art and Literature

David C. Miller - 1993 - 344 pages
...until one realizes that it is not Hamlet but the grinning skull itself that peers out at the viewer. "Where be your gibes now? Your gambols, your songs,...merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar?" Shakespeare's prince asks of the dead court jester.33 It is a query that Spencer may have posed to...
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Shakespeare the Playwright: A Companion to the Complete Tragedies, Histories ...

Victor L. Cahn - 1996 - 865 pages
...bore me on his back a thousand times, and now how abhorr'd in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kiss'd I know...merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? (V, i, 184-191) Then his thoughts turn to another great prince: Alexander died, Alexander was buried,...
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Centuries' Ends, Narrative Means

Interdisciplinary Group for Historical Literary Study - 1996 - 387 pages
...overlay. He then shifts from commentary to direct address: Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now, your...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, even his own...
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Big-time Shakespeare

Michael D. Bristol - 1996 - 256 pages
...how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? Your...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...
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