Twelfth Night - William Shakespeare - Libros -  - 9798655308725 - 20 de junio de 2020
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Twelfth Night

DUKE ORSINOIf music be the food of love, play on; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, 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 sound, 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 art thou, That, notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there, Of what validity and pitch soe'er, But falls into abatement and low price, Even in a minute: so full of shapes is fancy That it alone is high fantastical. CURIOWill you go hunt, my lord?DUKE ORSINOWhat, Curio?CURIOThe hart. DUKE ORSINOWhy, so I do, the noblest that I have: O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first, Methought she purged the air of pestilence! That instant was I turn'd into a hart; And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds, E'er since pursue me. Enter VALENTINEHow now! what news from her?

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Publicado 20 de junio de 2020
ISBN13 9798655308725
Páginas 102
Dimensiones 216 × 280 × 5 mm   ·   258 g
Lengua Inglés  

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