 | 1915 - عدد الصفحات: 766
...immemorial words in Shakespeare, in Twelfth Night — " — Come, that song we had last night: Hark it, Cesario, it is old and plain; The spinsters and...knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their threads with bones, Do use to chaunt it: it is silly-sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1992 - عدد الصفحات: 132
...orally-voluptuous phrase 'green and yellow melancholy'), it is gratifyingly sensuous when read aloud. Mark it, Cesario, it is old and plain: The spinsters...knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their threads with bones, Do use to chant it ... What seems to be a functional introduction to an old song... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1993 - عدد الصفحات: 220
...perfezione. Entrano Curia e Feste ORSINO Vieni, amico, canta la canzone Della notte scorsa. Ascolta, Cesario, The spinsters, and the knitters in the sun, And the...maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it. It is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love Like the old age. FESTE Are you... | |
 | Nigel Griffin - 1994 - عدد الصفحات: 276
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 | William Shakespeare - 1994 - عدد الصفحات: 692
...Alas, that they are so, 40 To die, even when they to perfection grow. Enfer Curio and Feste ORSINO O, fellow, come, the song we had last night. Mark...maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it. It is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love Like the old age. 29 still al ways... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1994 - عدد الصفحات: 264
...are; alas, that they are so - 40 To die, even when they to perfection grow. Enter CURIO and FESTE DUKE O fellow, come, the song we had last night. Mark it,...knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave dieir direads with bones, Do use to chant it; it is silly soodi, And dallies with the innocence of... | |
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The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age. 
