...appetite may sicken, and so die. — That strain again; — it had a dying fall: O, it came o'er my ear ? KjOw3 Hu3 — Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before. O spirit of love, how quick and fresh...

...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...

...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...

...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...

...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, ions,...

...few words of sweetness and melody, where the author says of soft music — " Oh, it came o'er my car, 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, to...

...his characters exclaim : — " 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 ! " After following the Prince to the top of the Giant's Mountain, we allowed him to descend without...

...and breathes in the writings of Shakespeare ; that tender melancholy which comes o'er the ear — " Like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour" — are no where to be found in the pages of Jonson. He has no relish for such characters as Imogen,...

...and breathes in the writings of Shakespeare ; that tender melancholy which comes o'er the ear — " Like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour" — are no where to be found in the pages of Jonson. He has no relish for such characters as Imogen,...

...perfume of Violets : — That strain again I — 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. Twelfth Night. It has a scent as though Love for its dower Had on it all his odorous arrows tost ;...