 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 - 1842 - 394 str.
...house; Write loyal cantons21 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 22 Cry out, Olivia! O, you should not rest Between the elements of air and earth, But you should pity... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 560 str.
...sense : I would not understand it. OK. 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 love4, And sing them loud even in the dead of night ; Halloo your name to the reverberate hills, And... | |
 | Henry Curling - 1843 - 310 str.
...home, and try the benefit of change of scene. CHAPTER XIII. I'd 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. SHAKSPKRE. I HAVE not, for some time, mentioned my neighbours at the haU, but where, indeed, much of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 658 str.
...sense, I would not understand it. Ou. Why, what would you ? Vto. 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 reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 1008 str.
...sense, I would not understand it. Oli, Why, what would ¡ou Via. Make me a willow cabin at your gate, I Holla your name to the reverberate lulls, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1846 - 574 str.
...sense, 1 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,7 And sing them loud even in the dead of night ; Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 726 str.
...sense : I would not understand it. OH. Why, what would you ? Vio. Make me a willow cabin at your gate, s I la t ! О ! you should not rest Between the elements of air and earth, But you should pity me. Oli. You... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847 - 474 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... | |
 | 1848 - 650 str.
...understand it. Olivia interrupts her with Why, what would you ? 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 - 1847 - 760 str.
...sense : I would not understand it. Oli. Why, what would you ? Vio. Make me a willow cabin at your gale. r? A man loves the meat in his youth, that he cannot...age. Shall quips, and sentences, and these paper b nighl ; Halloo your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out,... | |
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