 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 494 pagine
...yea, 0, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower swetf, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend,...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... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 468 pagine
...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 a friend,...thrown: A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O ! where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there ! SONG. [From the " Two Gentlemen of Verona."]... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 518 pagine
...death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; 1 am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare...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 my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 410 pagine
...laid; Fly away, fly away, breath; 7 am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all ivith 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 a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 pagine
...yew, 0, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not aflower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend,...thousand sighs to save, lay me, 0, where Sad true lover ne'er jind my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. C/o. No pains, sir; I take pleasure... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1807 - 296 pagine
...O prepare-if, 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 a friend,...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 - 1807 - 344 pagine
...laid ; 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 a friend,...My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A t/iousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, K-here Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there.... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1809 - 282 pagine
...sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath, I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My »hroud of white stuck all with yew, O prepare it, My part...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 my... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1810 - 302 pagine
...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,...true did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown : Not a friend, not a fviend greet My poor corpse, where my... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 728 pagine
...death, And m 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...My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a Bower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend, not a friend greet... | |
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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. 
