...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 in a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning! Quite chop-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, And tell...

...jest." His heart was all sunshine, and his mind was a storehouse of native wit and merry memories. "His flashes of merriment," that "were wont to set the table in a roar," were ever keyed to the occasion, whether at an Eastern assemblage of wealth and culture — he was...

...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 in a roar ? not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? now get you to my lady's chamber, and...

...of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy! Where be your gibes now? Your gambols? Your songs? Your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table in a roar?" With a new "Richmond in the field" the boys at Clinton Street are confident of keeping the cup for...

...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 in a roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning! quite chap-fallen!" For three-and-twenty years that skull had...

...of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. Where be your gibes now? your gambols, your songs? your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table in a roar?" He is really dead. Those who knew him and loved him — and who could help loving him — feel, like...

...mouth of death.' Well can Booth cry, 'My skull is empty 1 "Where be your gibes now? Your gambols? Your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table in a roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning, quite chap-fallen. Now get you to my lady's chamber and tell...

...into Hamlet's address to Yorick's skull: "Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs ? your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table in a roar ? " (Hamlet, v, i). The Dutch verb also passed into Mid. English with the sense of busy activity, chaffering,...

...into Hamlet's address to Yorick's skull: "Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs ? your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table in a roar ? " (Hamlet, v, 1). The Dutch verb also passed into Mid. English with the sense of busy activity, chaffering,...

...estate, my home is the wide world, wherein I wander forlorn. Where be now my gibes and gambols, my flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table in a roar? I beg my bread in shame. Whither shall I turn if not to the clergy, nourished as I was at the Pierian...