Twelfth Night Or What You Will

Duke. If 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 oer my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour. Enough; no more; lsquo;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 soever, But falls into abatement and low price Even in a minute! So full of shapes is fancy, That it alone is high fantastical.

Baskı Boyutu	13,5 X 21
Baskı Sayısı	1. Basım
Baskı Tarihi	2021
Kağıt Cinsi	2. Hamur
Sayfa Sayısı	138
Ürün Türü	Kitap
Yayın Dili	İngilizce
Yayınevi	Platanus Publishing
Yazar	William Shakespeare