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...WILL. ACT I. SCENE I. An Apartment in the Duke's Palace. Enter DUKE, CURIO, Lords; Musicians attendiny, Duke. IF musick be the food of love, play on, Give...dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south1, That breathes upon a hank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour2. — Enough; no more; 1 The...

...4n Aparimentin the Duke's Palace. Enter Duke, CURIo, Lords; Musicians attending. Duke. iKmusick he the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it ;...O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That hreathes upon a hank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour. — Enough ; no more ; 'Tis not so sweet...

...Violet-embroider'd vale. Shakspeare compares the soft strains of plaintive music to the perfume of Violets — That strain again ; it had a dying fall : O, it came...upon a bank of Violets, Stealing, and giving odour. Twelfth Night. In the soliloquy which the same bard gives us through Belisarius, in Cymbeline, he is...

...heautifully this solemn silence sets ofTtheirinstruments! ' Play on,' my good fellows ! ' If music he the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it ;...so die. — That strain again ; it had a dying fall ; Oh, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That hreathes upon a hank of violets, Stealing and...

...some calm-breathing wind, That plays amidst the plain. The lines in Twelfth Night we all recollect : That strain again; — it had a dying fall : O, it...upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour. That these flowers were the most favourite ones of Shakspeare, there can be little doubt — Perditta...

...Duke's palace. jEnterDuke, Curio, Lords ; musicians attending. Duke. IF music be the food of lore, play on, Give me excess of it : that, surfeiting,...of violets, Stealing, and giving odour. — Enough ; nc more ; 'Tit not so sweet now, as it was before. О spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou...

...I.— An apartment in the Duke's palace. Enter Duke, Curio, Lords ; musicians attending. Duke. IF music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it...again ; — it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my car like the siveet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour. — Enough...

...beautifully this solemn silence sets off their instruments ! " Play on," my good fellows ! " If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it...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...

...Ibid. § Paradise Lost, bv || Ibid. its dying fall, to the sweet south breathing on a bank of violets. That strain again, it had a dying fall, O ! it came...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...