| John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| NUMBER: | 1679 |
| AUTHOR: | William Shakespeare (1564–1616) |
| QUOTATION: | 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 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 an inch thick, to this favour she must come. |
| ATTRIBUTION: | Hamlet. Act v. Sc. 1. [text] |
| BIOGRAPHY: | Columbia Encyclopedia. |
| WORKS: | William Shakespeare Collection. |
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