My shroud of white, stuck all 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 strewn; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown.... The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere - Seite 285von William Shakespeare - 1851Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| William Hazlitt - 1878 - 560 Seiten
...death. And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I um slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare...not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1878 - 408 Seiten
...one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. FROM MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING. SIGH no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever : One foot... | |
| Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1878 - 444 Seiten
...no one so true did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coflm let there be strown Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there. Viola did not fail to mark the words of the old song, which in such true simplicity described the pangs... | |
| Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1879 - 412 Seiten
...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...thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, lay me O where Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there! Viola did not fail to mark the words of... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1880 - 536 Seiten
...away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of while, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did...thrown ; A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad trite-love never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke. There's for thy pains.. Clo. No... | |
| Charles Lamb - 1883 - 348 Seiten
...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, 0 prepare it...not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown : Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1888 - 464 Seiten
...so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, 60 On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there! Duke. There 's for thy pains. Clo. No pains, sir; I take pleasure in singing, sir. TO Duke. I '11 pay... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1888 - 470 Seiten
...so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower swoet, 00 On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover never find my grave, j To weep there! < Duke. There 's for thy pains. I Clo. No pains, sir; I take pleasure in sing| ing,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1892 - 204 Seiten
...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, 0, prepare...not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand... | |
| Rev. James Wood - 1893 - 694 Seiten
...farewell shot, / O'er the grave where our hero we buried. Rev. C. ll'olft. Not a flower, not a Sower ing of the whirlwind element come tones of a melodious...Carlyle. In the adversity of our best friends we always f (what you will) О where / Sad lover ne'er find my grave, / To weep there. (?) Not a man, for being... | |
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