"I'm In The Mood For Love..."The bard covered mood music in Twelfth Night: 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 o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon the bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour. Enough, no more, 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 soe'er. But falls into abatement and low price, Even in a minute! So full of shapes is fancy, That it alone is high fantastical. Return from Mood Music to Home
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