...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...upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour. — Enough; no more; Tis not so sweet now, as it was before. O spirit of love, how quick and fresh...

...describe, but which Shakespeare expresses thus .- — " It comes over the beart as soft music does over the ear ; " Like the sweet south That breathes upon a bank of violets." It is most fortunate for men to have hearts so framed that they derive pleasure from such recollections....

...it ; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again : — it had a <lying fall : O, it came o'er my ear, like the sweet south,...upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour Enough ; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before. O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art...

...Shakspeare, in a charming similitude, compares an exquisite strain of music, with its dying fall, ' to the sweet south, that breathes upon a bank of violets, stealing and giving odour.' And, to mention no more, Thomson, in his noble hymn at the conclusion of the ' Seasons,' invites the...

...in London. Child. 9. Declination or diminution of found; caik-nc-e; clofe of mufick. — That fcrain again ; it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear, like the fiveet South That breathe? upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odours. Sbakefp. How fweetly...

...know not."— Sliakespear alone could describe the effect of his own poetry. " Oh, it came o'er the ear like the sweet south That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour." What we so much admire here is not the image of Patience on a monument, which has been generally quoted,...

...saying, aa he seated himself, " I thought, not long since, that I heard the sound of music, stealing o'er my ear like the sweet south That breathes upon a bank of violets. " Who was the fair harmonist ? and why have her syren strains so speedily ceased ?" Geraldine smiled,...

...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...upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour Enough ; . no more ; 'Tis not so sweet now, as it was before. O spirit of love, how quick and fresh...

...I must give my assistance, or it will never do. My dear Miss Cambell, let us have, if you please, ' That strain again, it had a dying fall ; ' O it came o'er my ear, like the sweet SOU& .* ' That breathes upon a bank of violets, ' Stealing' and giving odour,* You cannot give me '...

...know not." — Shakspeare alone could describe the effect of his own poetry. " Oh, it came o'er the ear like the sweet south That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour." What we so much admire here, is not the image of Patience on a monument, which has been generally quoted,...