 O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that, frighted, thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath...  The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copy ... - Page 250by William Shakespeare - 1811Full view - About this book
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 746 pages
...January Would blow you through and through. — Now, my fairest friend, I would I had some flowers o' the spring, that might Become your time of day ; and yours,...your virgin branches yet Your maidenheads growing. — О Proserpina, For the flowers now that, frighted, thou lett'st fall From Die's wagon ! — daffodils,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 608 pages
...shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bow'd As stooping to relieve him. 1 — ii. 1. 91. Flowers. 0 Proserpina, For the flowers now, that, frighted, thou...waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or... | |
 | James McKeen Cattell - Electronic journals - 1916 - 662 pages
...things of creation. Perdita's speech in " The Winter's Tale," so often quoted, claims first attention : O Proserpina! For the flowers now that frighted thou...waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes OrCytherea's... | |
 | Gisèle Mathieu-Castellani - Barock - 1980 - 262 pages
...finissant, les fleurs de la jeunesse, les fleurs du printemps. Et c'est alors que s'élève la supplique: О Proserpina, For the flowers now that, frighted, thou...waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or... | |
 | Celeste Marguerite Schenck - Literary Criticism - 1988 - 248 pages
...catalogue with funeral wreathing: Perdita: Now my fair'st friend, I would I had some flowers o' the spring that might Become your time of day; and yours,...waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's... | |
 | Maurice Hunt - Drama - 1990 - 196 pages
...o'th' spring, that might Become your time of day; and yours, and yours, [To Mopsa and the other girJs] That wear upon your virgin branches yet Your maidenheads...waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or... | |
 | Richard Jenkyns - Europe - 1992 - 526 pages
...feast: Now, my fairest friend, I would I had some flowers o' the spring that might Become your rime of day; and yours, and yours. That wear upon your...Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou Iet'st fall From Dis's waggon! Daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Poetry - 1995 - 136 pages
...thing Upon the dull earth dwelling. To her let us garlands bring. 107 I would I had some flowers o' th' spring that might Become your time of day, and yours,...flowers now that, frighted, thou let'st fall From Dis's wagon; daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Drama - 1995 - 164 pages
...lyrically mythical is audaciously assured: Now (my fair'st friend), I would I had some flow'rs o'th'spring, that might Become your time of day; and yours, and...Your maidenheads growing. — O Proserpina, For the flow'rs now, that (frighted) thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon: daffodils, That come before the swallow... | |
 | Julia Reinhard Lupton - Literary Criticism - 1996 - 310 pages
...th' spring, that might Become your time of day; and yours, and yours, [To Mopsa and the other girls] That wear upon your virgin branches yet Your maidenheads...waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or... | |
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