 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 south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing...  Twelfth night. Winter's tale - Page 5by William Shakespeare - 1788Full view - About this book
 | D. E. Williams - 1831 - 604 pages
...to the Colosseum. The moon was in her fullest splendor—the air as soft and balmy as Shakspeare's Like the sweet south That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour." Two friends of the Prince who followed us, made up the only party at this scene of solitary grandeur... | |
 | 1832 - 206 pages
...up to be the food of the metamorphosed lo, is too poetical to be forgotten. SIR JE SMITH. O IT came o'er my ear like the sweet south That breathes upon a bank of Violets, Stealing and giving odour. TIFSLTTH NICBT. YET marked I where the bolt of Cupid fell, It fell upon a little western flower, Before... | |
 | Almanacs, English - 1832 - 498 pages
...surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die. — That strain again ; it had a dying fall ; Oh, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour." But I suppose you will be coming to me before the next twelve hours are past for your vails, you rogues... | |
 | English periodicals - 1832 - 524 pages
...in Twelfth Night we all recollect: That strain a»uin ;- if had a dyinu fall : O , it came o'er ray ear like the sweet south That breathes upon a bank of violets, {Stealing and giving odour. That these flowers were the most favourite ones of Shakspeare, there can be little doubi --IVnlillu... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1833 - 1140 pages
...surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. — That strain again; — it had a dying fall: O, it came O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou ! That, notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth as the... | |
 | William Godwin - 1833 - 966 pages
...so little did she resemble the creatures of this common earth. Her voice, which was all soul, came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets. Stealing, and giving odour. When she opened her lips, I dared not so much as breathe. " Silence was took, ere it was ware." There... | |
 | Sophia Lee, Harriet Lee - 1834 - 496 pages
...CANTERBURY TALES. THE TRAVELLER'S TALE. MONTFORD. That strain again !'— It had a dying fall : Oht it came o'er my ear like the sweet south That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour. SIIAKSPEARE. HKN-HY DE MONTFORD was of an illustrious birth, an ample fortune, and endowed with all... | |
 | Great Britain - 1834 - 404 pages
...the sweet south breathing on a bank of violets. 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. Twetfth Night. The elysian fields, those sweet regions of poetry, are adorned with all that fancy can... | |
 | Thomas Bridgeman - Floriculture - 1835 - 130 pages
...compares an exquisitely sweet strain of music to the delicious scent of this flower : " O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour." The pious Hervey, in his admonitions to those who indulge in sloth, has thrown out the following sublime... | |
 | Maurice Cross - 1835 - 440 pages
...as in these few words of sweetness and melody, where the author says of soft music — " Oh, it came o'er my ear, like the sweet South That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour." * If the advocates for the grand style object to this expression, we shall not stop to defend it; but,... | |
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