 | George Burges - 1838 - 142 Seiten
...most admired complaisance, should respond, as if we were bewitched out of our very senses, 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. Truly, I see nothing... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 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 odour. 4 — i. 1. 300 Love... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 Seiten
...play on, Give me excess of it ; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain illiam Shakespeare sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour. — Enough ; no more... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 478 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 south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour. 4 — i. 1. 300 Love... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1841 - 362 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. — Enough ; no more... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 560 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 odour. — Enough ! no more... | |
 | F. Francillon - 1842 - 118 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 odour. — Shakspeare. It was... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 400 Seiten
...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... | |
 | George Ramsay - 1843 - 574 Seiten
...raising the tender emotions : If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it. 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.46 Music-masters have... | |
 | 1844 - 504 Seiten
...night," what a beautiful comparison of soft music to a breath of wind passing over its bed ! 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. WHAT IS AFFECTION? What... | |
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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... 
