How in this chorus of laughters, joyous and terrible, is the laughter of Shakespeare distinguishable?
Jacky stopped suddenly, and withdrew from the laughters in lofty offence.
Sentences that drifted in the night, laughters, sighs—these were part of a mask.
Unmoved is my depth: but it sparkleth with swimming enigmas and laughters.
There were whispers and laughters and sudden sweeping embarrassments.
The same with my childish angers, my loves, and my laughters.
And what were the ten reconciliations, and the ten truths, and the ten laughters with which my heart enjoyed itself?
There are laughters hideous and contemptible—aye, and even pathetic.
A broken, lurching music came from them, a nasal melody that moaned among the laughters.