 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 bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O ! where Sad true lover never find my grave, To...  Twelfth Night: Or, What You Will - Strana 49autor/autoři: William Shakespeare - 1895 - 153 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 506 str.
...strown ; Jfol a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where myoones shall be I h щи' и ; Л thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Cío. No pains, sir ; I take pleasure... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 444 str.
...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...sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never flnd my grave. To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. c free — ] Merry, gay. * silly sooth,]... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 420 str.
...one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not afiower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...thrown: A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover never find my grave. To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. c free —... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1831 - 398 str.
...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. ! J Yiola did not fail to mark the words of the old song, which in such true simplicity described the... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1833 - 1104 str.
...poor п>фие. where my liones shall be thrown '• A thousand, ttiuunond sighs to nave, Lay rue. O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there." On comparing this love elegy, or whatever it may be entitled, with the ordinary, and especially the... | |
 | Garland - 1836 - 246 str.
...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...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."] ' ' WHO is Silvia... | |
 | Edwin Guest - 1838 - 346 str.
...by a fair cruel maid. 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 bones shall be thrown. Twelfth Night, 2. 4. THE STOPS may be divided, like our pauses, into final, middle, and sectional.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 str.
...me to trut Did share it. Not a faicer, not a flower street, On my black coffin let there be strvwn ; 1 shalt be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover never Jind my... | |
 | Sir Walter Scott - 1838 - 562 str.
...flower sweet, On my black coflln lei there be strnvrn ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor co^e. where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand, thousand sighs to save, Ldy me, 0, where Sad 1 1 in lover never Uud my grave, To weep there." On comparing this love elegy,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 608 str.
...one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not aflmver sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true-love never find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No pains, sir ; I take... | |
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