 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 - 1848 - 270 str.
...would not understand it. Olivia. Why> what would you ? 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... | |
 | Charles Heath - 1848 - 186 str.
...would not understand it. Olivia. Why, what would you ? 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... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1848 - 466 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 hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1849 - 952 str.
...sense, I would not understand it. Oli. Why, what would you! Vio. Make me a willow cabin at your gate, — Be it your charge, my lord, To see pcrform'd the...Set on. [Exeunt Kino, and his Train Fal. Master S Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia!... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 614 str.
...sense ; I would not understand it. Oli. Why, what would 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 hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 656 str.
...understand it. OIL Why, what would you:1 Vio. Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon mv 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 !... | |
 | Mrs. Jameson (Anna) - 1850 - 398 str.
...— In your denial I would find no sense, I would not understand it. OLIVIA. Why what would you do? 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 - 1851 - 408 str.
...a woman's part. DETERMINED LOVE. Oh. 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 reverberatef hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia!... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 462 str.
...That love, which virtue begs, and virtue grants. Hnn m. iii. 2. 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 - 1851 - 772 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!... | |
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