 | John Bartlett - 1856 - 660 Seiten
...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. Act i. Sc. 3. I am sure... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 626 Seiten
...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 hreathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odor. — Enough ; no more ;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1993 - 220 Seiten
...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 Seiten
...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 Seiten
...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 Seiten
...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 Seiten
...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 Seiten
...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 Seiten
...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... | |
 | Harold Bloom - 2001 - 750 Seiten
...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; /... | |
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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... 
