 | François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand - 1836 - 382 páginas
...thus, VOL. i. T " There's rosemary, that's for remembrance ; pray you, love, remember ; " •' — I would give you some violets ; but they withered all, when my father died." In Hamlet, that tragedy of maniacs, that Royal Bedlam in which every character is either crazy or criminal,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 522 páginas
...rue with a difference.' — There's a daisy: — I would give you some violets; bul they Avilhcred all. when my father died: — They say, he . made a good end, For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy, — [Sings. Laer. Thought* and affliction, passion, hell itself, She turns to favour, and to prettincss.... | |
 | David Morison - 1838 - 396 páginas
...there's fennel for you, and columbines ; there's rue for you, and here 's some for me; there's a daisy; I would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father died ! ' Now, expressive and touching as all the hieroglyphics are here, one of them (rue) has particular... | |
 | Ephraim Banks - 1838 - 436 páginas
...more than satisfied with the performance of Mrs. Wilmot; but when she approached her brother, saying " I would give you some violets; but they withered all, when my father died"—we forgot the theatre, the play, and every thing, but the sorrows of Ophelia. THE SAVAGE—NO.... | |
 | Richard Swainson Fisher - 1838 - 364 páginas
...Lost. Tlie flowers all withered when Adonis died. Thus Shakespeare in Hamlet makes Ophelia say — 1 would give you some violets ; but they withered all when my father died. Bring myrtles hither, hither fragrant blooms, And on the youth the richest unguents shed; Alas ! but... | |
 | 1842 - 426 páginas
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 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 536 páginas
...it herb of grace o' Sundays ; — you may wear your rue with a difference. — There's a daisy. — I would give you some violets ; but they withered all, when my lather died. — They say he made a good end For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy, — [Sings. Laer.... | |
 | Ellen Wallace - 1840 - 954 páginas
...odour. And Ophelia, even in her madness, misses them as the choicest treasures of the fields : — ' I would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father died.' " " Byron mentions them prettily in a chorus of his,'" said Mr. Mapleton, " Nor midst the roses, e'er... | |
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There's fennel for you, and columbines; there's rue for you; and here's some for me; we may call it herb of grace o' Sundays. O, you must wear your rue with a difference. There's a daisy; I would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father... 
