 | Charles Lamb - 1807 - 296 páginas
...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 thousand...lay me O 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... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1809 - 282 páginas
...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 thousand...lay me O 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... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1831 - 398 páginas
...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 thousand...lay me O where Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there. ! J Yiola did not fail to mark the words of the old song, which in such true simplicity... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 400 páginas
...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 thousand...Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There 's for thy pains. Clown. No pains, sir ; I take pleasure in singing, sir.... | |
 | William Linwood - 1846 - 372 páginas
...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 thousand...Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. Shakspeare. XXIV. Detraction. LIE on - — while my revenge shall be To speak the very... | |
 | William Linwood - 1846 - 340 páginas
...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 thousand...Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. Shakspeare. XXIV. . Detraction. ! LIE on — while my revenge shall be To speak the... | |
 | Eliphalet L. Rice - 1846 - 432 páginas
...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 thousand...Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. PORTIA. Dassanio. What find I here? Fair Portia's counterfeit? What demngod Hath come... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 500 páginas
...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 thousand...me, O ! 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. Duke.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 420 páginas
...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 thousand...me, O ! where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There 's for thy pains. [Giving him money.1 Clo. No pains, sir : I take pleasure... | |
 | Robert Bell - 1854 - 290 páginas
...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 thousand...Lay me, O where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. THE CLOWN'S EXIT. T AM gone, Sir, -*- And anon, Sir, I'll be with you again, In a trice,... | |
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... 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 sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ;... 
