 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 596 psl.
...play on, A Give me exccfs of it ; that, furfc.ting, The appetite may Ticken, and fo die.' That ftrain G 5 yzH ݡ+ s ! ?2 o q\-=C di 3 9QȾ *ע^ F{+i a ( I _ ZQ ] EH/+%$ F (M b h X Ste.-Uinp, and giving odour Enough ; no more; "Tis not fo fweet now, as it was before. О fpirit... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 586 psl.
...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 - 694 psl.
...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 - 694 psl.
...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 - 704 psl.
...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.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1792 - 50 psl.
...love, play on ; Give meexcefs of it; that, furfeiting, The appetite may ficken, and fo die. That ftrain again ;it had a dying fall: O, it came o'er my...upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour ! Twelfth Night, A. i. Sc. I. NEWS-TELLERS. I faw a ftnith ftand with his hammer, thus, The whilft... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1792 - 50 psl.
...Give me excefs of it ; that, furfeiting, The appetite: may ficken, and fo die. . ',, . That ftrain again ; it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er...fweet fouth, That breathes upon a bank of violets, ' , , __ Stealing, and giving odour ! . . ; , ..' Twelfth Night, A- I. Sc. i. NEWS - TELLER S. I... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1795 - 372 psl.
...Give me excefs of it ; that, forfeiting ' The appetite, love inay ficken, and fo die. ' That ilrain again; - it had a dying fall: ' O, it came o'er my ear, like the fweet Couth, ' That "breathes upon a bank of violets, ' Stealing, and giving odour." Enough! - no more; Tis... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1796 - 422 psl.
...play on ; Give me excels of it ; that, furfeiting, The appetite may ficken, and fo die. ., That fbain again ; it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er...upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour ! TiaeJftb Night, AI Sc. 1. NATURAL AFFECTION. O ! fhe, that hath a heart of that fine frame, To pay... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 600 psl.
...play- on, 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...violets, Stealing and giving odour. Enough ; no more ; 'Tis not fo fweet now, as it was before. O fpirit of love, how quick and frefti art thou ! That,... | |
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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... 
