 Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house; Write loyal cantons of contemned love, And sing them loud even in the dead of night; Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out,...  Twelfth Night: Or, What You Will - Strana 40autor/autoři: William Shakespeare - 1895 - 153 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 520 str.
...Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house ; Write loyal cantons4 of contemned love, And sing them loud even in the dead of night ; Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 434 str.
...sense, I would not understand it. Oli. Why, what would you ? Vio. Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house ; Write loyal cantons of contemned love,T And sing them loud even in the dead of night; Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 942 str.
...seme, I would not understand it. Oli. Why, what wouH you f Vio. Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house ; Write loyal...love, And sing them loud even in the dead of night ; Holla your name to the reverberate hill«, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 532 str.
...understand it. Oli. Why, what would you ? ' 7io. Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon iny soul within the house ; Write loyal cantons of contemned...love, And sing them loud even in the dead of night; Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia!... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 470 str.
...sense, I would not understand it. Oli. Why, what would you ? Via. Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house ; Write loyal cantons of contemned love, And sing them lond even in the dead of night; Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1872 - 480 str.
...wild motion of mine eye " ; and this from Viola, urging Orsino's suit to the Countess, — " Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia I " and this of Cleopatra's with the asp at her bosom, — " Dost thou not see my baby at my breast,... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 str.
...Via. Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house : Write royal cantos of contemned love, And sing them loud even in the dead of night; Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia 1... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1817 - 360 str.
...house ; Write loyal cantons of contemned love,' And sing them loud even in the dead of night ; Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air3 Cry out, Olivia ! O, you should not rest Between the elements of air and earth, But you should... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 358 str.
...sense, I would not understand it. Oli. Why, what would you ? Vio. Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house; Write loyal...love, And sing them loud even in the dead of night ; Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1819 - 488 str.
...elegy, or sonnet ; nor does Mr. Southey " make him a willow cabin at its gate, write loyal 322 cantos of contemned love, and sing them loud even in the dead of the night!" He indeed assures us in the " Quarterly Review," that the Inquisition was restored by the... | |
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