 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 - 1828 - 404 str.
...sense, I would not understand it. Oli. Why, what would you ? if. Make me a willow cahin 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 reverherate hilU, And make the hahhling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia!... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 506 str.
...I would not understand it. Oii. Why, what would you • ' Fio. Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house ; Write loyal cantons' of contemned love. And sin¿ them loud even in the dead of night ; Holla your name to the reverberate' hills, And make the... | |
 | Thomas Curtis (of Grove house sch, Islington) - 436 str.
...hearted whose loud sound Reverbi no hollowness. Shaktpeare. King Lear. Hollow your name to the reverberaH hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out Olivia. U. Tuelfth Right. Start And echo with the clamour of thy drum. And even at hand a drum is ready braced,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 420 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...love, And sing them loud even in the dead of night ; Holla your name to the reverberate bills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 554 str.
...sense, I would not understand it. Oii. 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 sinif them loud even in the dead of night ; Holla your name to the reverberate' hills, And make the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 500 str.
...sense, I would not understand it. Oli. Why, what would yon • Vio. Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house ; Write loyal cantons' of contemned lore. And sing them loud even in the dead of night ; I 1 nil- your name to the reverberate* hills,... | |
 | Edward Irving - 1831 - 376 str.
..." Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house : Write loyal 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 !... | |
 | Anna Brownell Jameson - 1832 - 378 str.
...would find no sense, I would not understand it. OLIVIA. VIOLA. 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 Shakespeare - 1833 - 1140 str.
...Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house; Write loyal cantons 32) crown, yet still with me they stay. Baling. Are you contented t Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia!... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 570 str.
...sense, I would not understand it. Oli. Why, what would you? Vio. Make me a willow cabin at your gate, his captain Dumain : You have answered to his reputation...to hit* valour: What is his honesty ? Par. He will ; Holla your name to the reverberate hills. And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia!... | |
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