 If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing...  The Works of Shakespeare - Стр. 97авторы: William Shakespeare - 1752Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | William Shakespeare - 1784 - Страниц: 1118
...appetite may fickcn, and fo die. That ftrain again ; — it had a ilyiivj fall : O, it came o'er my e.ir like the fweet fouth, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour. — linough ; no more ; 'Tis not fo fweet now, as it was before. О fpirit of love, how quick and frelh... | |
 | Andrew Becket - 1787 - Страниц: 494
...vineyard, none, No ufe of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation. Tempeft, A. 2, S. i. ODOUR. That ftrain again ; — it had a dying fall : O, it...upon a bank of violets, ' Stealing and giving odour. — . 'Twelfth Night, A. i, SI 1 Bourn, bouvd of land.] A. bourn, in this place, fignifies limit, a... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1787 - Страниц: 694
...Give me excefs of it; that, forfeiting, The appetite may ficken, and fo die. , That ftrain again;—it had a dying fall: O, it came o'er my ear like the fweet fouth, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour.—Enough; no more; 'Tis not fo fweet now, as it was before. *O fpirit of... | |
 | 1788 - Страниц: 404
...compares an exquifitely fweet ftrain of mufic, to the delicious fcent of this flower : O ! it came to my ear, like the fweet fouth, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour. There are feveral kinds of violets ; but the fragrant (both blue and white) is the earlieft, thence... | |
 | Tobias Smollett - 1789 - Страниц: 614
...the meaning, will explain better this imitation from effeft : ' That lini'm again ; it had a dyiog fall : . O, it came o'er my ear like the fweet fouth,...upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.' Of the imitation of fingle founds, Mr. Twining produces a happy inftance from Milton. — • The Curfen... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - Страниц: 598
...mufick be the food of love, play on, A Give me exccfs of it ; that, furfc.ting, The appetite may Ticken, fome woman had the ri Ste.-Uinp, and giving odour — Enough ; no more; "Tis not fo fweet now, as it was before. О fpirit... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - Страниц: 586
...ground. See An Atlemft to afctrtfin the urdtt tf Hbakffttre't fl*y'i Vol. I. MALONI. 4 TWELFTH-NIGHT: OR, O, it came o'er my ear like the fweet fouth, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour1. — Enough; no more ; 'Tis not fo fweet now, as it was before. O fpirit... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1790 - Страниц: 694
...South. Wherefore do you follow her like foggy fouth, puffing with wind and rain As You Lilt It. — It came o'er my ear like the fweet fouth, that breathes upon a bank of violets dealing and giving odour - . - Twelfth flight. — Dew-dropping foutb - • Romeo and Julia, Smtiam.... | |
 | Samuel Ayscough - 1791 - Страниц: 688
...Siutt. Wherefore do yon follow her like foggy fouth, puffing with wind and rain At Гаи Lile It •— It came o'er my ear like the fweet fouth, that breathes upon a bank of violets (leal ing and giving odour - - Tvxlftb Nigtt — Dew-dropping foot h - * Raneo and Juliet. Sitiltam.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1791 - Страниц: 702
...South. Wherefore do you follow her like foggy fouth, puffing with wind and rain At r« LUt It. — It came o'er my ear like the fweet fouth, that breathes upon a bank of violets dealing and giving odour - - Twelfth Night. — Dew-dioppiug fouth - - Ranee and Jidict. Southatn.... | |
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