WHAT YOU WILL (d'après Shakespeare)
If music be the food of love/Play on !/Give me excess of it/The appetite may sicken and so die/That strain again/It had a dying fall
Oh, it came to my ear/Like the sweet sound/That breathes upon a bank of violets/Stealing/And giving odour/ >>Enough, no more ! >>/
It's not so sweet as it was before
Oh spirit of love/How quick and fresh/Are though
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WHAT YOU WILL (d'après Shakespeare)
If music be the food of love/Play on !/Give me excess of it/The appetite may sicken and so die/That strain again/It had a dying fall
Oh, it came to my ear/Like the sweet sound/That breathes upon a bank of violets/Stealing/And giving odour/ >>Enough, no more ! >>/
It's not so sweet as it was before
Oh spirit of love/How quick and fresh/Are though
If music be the food of love/Play on !/Give me excess of it/The appetite may sicken and so die/That strain again/It had a dying fall
Oh, it came to my ear/Like the sweet sound/That breathes upon a bank of violets/Stealing/And giving odour/ >>Enough, no more ! >>/
It's not so sweet as it was before
Oh spirit of love/How quick and fresh/Are though
Writer: DOMAINE PUBLIC, Rodolphe BURGER
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