 | William Hazlitt - 1999 - 273 sayfa
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 | A. B. Taylor - 2000 - 240 sayfa
...de Cadmos et Harmonie (Paris 1991), p. 79. CHAPTER g The Winter's Tale: Ovid transformed AD Nuttall O Proserpina, For the flowers now that, frighted,...take The winds of March with beauty; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried... | |
 | Anuradha Sharma - 2005 - 478 sayfa
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 | William Shakespeare - 2001 - 436 sayfa
...I had some flowers o'th' spring that might Become your time of day; [to Mopsa and the other Girls] and yours and yours, That wear upon your virgin branches...take The winds of March with beauty; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried,... | |
 | George Wilson Knight - 2002 - 348 sayfa
...later behaviour. Probably the latter. Perdita next turns to Florizel : Perdita. Now, my fair'st friend, That wear upon your virgin branches yet Your maidenheads...take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale prim-roses That die unmarried... | |
 | Bidyut Chakrabarty - 2004 - 192 sayfa
...truth had the flowers appropriate for youth: Now, my fair'st friend, I would I had some flowers o' the spring that might Become your time of day - and yours,...flowers now that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's wagon ! Perdita now creates spring in her words, as she speaks of the daffodils, primroses, violets... | |
 | Kenneth Muir - 2005 - 344 sayfa
...frightened girl, but she adds daffodils, primroses, oxlips, and other flowers not mentioned by Ovid: O Proserpina, For the flowers now that, frighted,...take The winds of March with beauty; violets, dim But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried ere... | |
 | Anna Murphy Jameson - 2005 - 472 sayfa
...sweetness; and she concludes with a touch of passionate sentiment, which melts into the very heart: O Proserpina! For the flowers now, that, frighted,...take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried,... | |
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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 ;... 
