...appetite may sicken, and so die. — That strain again ; 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! There are several kinds of Violets; but the fragrant both blue and white is the earliest, thence called...

...appetite may sicken, and so die. 'hat strain again ; — it had a dying fall : 0> H came o'er ray ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour. — Enough ; no more; Tis not so sweet now, as itwas before. (' spirit of lovr, how quick andfresh...

...associations which are here assembled: " That strain again—it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er the ear like the sweet South, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour." We perceive, then, that there is a faculty of imagining objects and relations which we have never seen,—of...

...appetite may sicken, and so die. 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. — Enough ; DO more ; 'Tis not so sweet now, as it was before. O spirit of love, bow quick and fresh...

...The appetite may sicken, and so die.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. NATURAL AFFECTION ALLIED TO LOVE. O, she, that hath a heart of that fine frame, To pay this debt of...

...undoubtedly taken from as fine a one in Shakespeare's Twelfth Night at the beginning, like the roeet south That breathes upon a bank of violets Stealing and giving odour. . But much improved (as Dr. Greenwood remarks) by the addition of that beautiful metaphor only in one...

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...resemblance to the wooing, which, from the lips of Lionel Gressingholme, had " Come o'er her heart like the sweet South, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour;" that two or three suitors, even military heroes, had been for some time assiduously paying their addresses...

...into Elysium? I know not how it was, but it came over the sense with a power not to be resisted, " like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour." I mention these things to shew, as I think, that pleasures are not " like poppies spread , You seize...

...appetite may sicken, and so die. 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. — Enough ; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now, as it was before. O spirit of love, how quick and fresh...