 | 1861 - 790 страници
...so true Did share it. " Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn , Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...thrown, A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me O where, Sad true lover never find my grave To weep there." We leave this to speak for itself. The... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1862 - 560 страници
...Did share it. * Countenance. 1 Lace-makers. « Simple truth. J Times of Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not...thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, inhere Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No pains,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1863 - 116 страници
...with yew, O prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not...thrown A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Richard Grant White - 1863 - 420 страници
...one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover never flnd my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No pains, sir ; I take pleasure... | |
 | Anne Thackeray Ritchie - 1863 - 284 страници
...awoke at last. CHAPTER VII. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there he sir own; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse where...thrown. A thousand, thousand sighs to save. Lay me, oh! where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. IT was on the evening of the Monday after... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1864 - 1056 страници
...with yew, 0, prepare it : My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower, sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not...sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There 's for thy pains. Clo. No pains, sir ; I take pleasure in... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - 554 страници
...with yew, 0, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not...thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. Twelfth Night. Act II. Sc. i. 89. ARIEL'S... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1864 - 692 страници
...all with yew, O, prepare it; my part of death no one so true did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, on my black coffin let there be strown; not...thrown: a thousand, thousand sighs to save, lay me, O, where sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there. into Greek Tragic Anapastic Verse 465 11/4... | |
 | Ezra Pound, Marcella Spann - 1964 - 388 страници
...with yew, O, prepare itl My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not...thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep therel Act II, Scene 4 from CYMBELINE SONG GUIDERIUS:... | |
 | George Moore - 1973 - 194 страници
...one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there! William Shakefpearf WHEN THAT I WAS AND... | |
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Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O ! prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower... 
