 | Richmond Tyler Barbour - 2003 - 274 страница
...Bullough, Narrative and Dramatic Sources, v: 274): The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne, Burned on the water; the poop was beaten gold; Purple the...winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous... | |
 | William M. Landes, Richard A. Posner - 2003 - 460 страница
...here is the corresponding passage in Shakespeare: The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne, Burnt on the water. The poop was beaten gold; Purple the...winds were lovesick with them. The oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous... | |
 | Alan Sheridan - 2003 - 502 страница
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 | John Lord - 2004 - 180 страница
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 | Michele Marrapodi - 2004 - 292 страница
...Cleopatra's barge: ENOBARBUS I will tell you. The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne Burned on the water; the poop was beaten gold; Purple the...winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous... | |
 | John Freely - 2004 - 436 страница
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 | Bernard Shaw - 2004 - 256 страница
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 | Kenneth S. Rothwell - 2004 - 402 страница
...the royal vessel of Queen EHzabeth, depicted on the Thames in Visscher's 1616 engraving of London: "The poop was beaten gold, / Purple the sails, and...winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver" (2.2.192), and he also pays the greatest tribute of all to Cleopatra: "Age cannot wither her, nor custom... | |
 | Oscar Wilde - 2004 - 213 страница
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The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water : the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The winds were love-sick with them: the oars were silver; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water,... 
