 | Pliny Miles - 1850 - 374 strani
...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 south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odor. — Enough : no more ;... | |
 | Harriott TAYLER - 1850 - 58 strani
...from Scripture will delight us in heaven, surely we may conscientiously enjoy it on earth. That strain again ! it had a dying fall: O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour. This music crept by me... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 614 strani
...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 south,1 That breathes upon a bank of violets. Stealing, and giving odor.— Enough ; no more... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1993 - 220 strani
...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 and giving odour. Enough, no more! Tis not... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1995 - 136 strani
...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 and giving odor. Enough, no more. Tis not... | |
 | Alan J. Hommerding - 1997 - 180 strani
...Nineteenth century 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 and giving odor! William Shakespeare Sixteenth... | |
 | Jessica Kerr - 1969 - 100 strani
...thought often of banks of primroses as pleasant places for men or fairies to recline. 43 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 and giving odour. VIOLET —TWELFTH NIGHT... | |
 | 1839 - 776 strani
...roiebcrftljret , fie&t 3îur ©ant unb Sanb, fo rocit tie SBufte gluljt. Sßon ¿lit». — !.. That si ni in again; — it had a dying fall: O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathee upon a bank of violeta, Stealing , and giving odonr. " Shakespeare. fiel... | |
 | Tony Childs, Jackie Moore - 2000 - 196 strani
...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 and giving odour. Enough! no more: 'Tis... | |
 | Jennifer Mulherin - 2001 - 36 strani
...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 and giving odour. Enough, no more; 'Tis... | |
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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... 
