 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
 | 1840 - 652 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...thrown. A thousand, thousand sighs to save, Lay me, Oh where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. Words by Sluiktpere. (Chappell.) GLEE,/or... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1840 - 304 str.
...one so true did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin let there be etrown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, lay me О where Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there. Viola did not fail to mark the words of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1841 - 362 str.
...one so true Did share it.1 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 thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sud true lover never find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There 'a for thy pains. Clown. No pains, sir... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 400 str.
...one so true Did share it.1 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...grave, To weep there. Duke. There 's for thy pains. Clown. No pains, sir ; I take pleasure in singing, sir. Duke. I 'll pay thy pleasure then. Clown. Truly,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 394 str.
...true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; J\.ot a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Again :— 'When he praied to God witn hert fre.' Its occurrence in Spencer and our old Metrical Romances... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 558 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 my bones shall be thrown: A thousand thousand sigJis to save, Lay me, O ! where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 560 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 my bones sliatt be thrown: A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0 ! where Sad true lover never find my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 658 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. Duke. There 's for thy pains. Clo. No pains, sir; I take pleasure... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 1008 str.
...one so true Did share it. Not aßower, not aßouvr suxel, On my black coffin 1st títere be strewn ; sliall te thrown ; A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true laver ne'er ßnd my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 508 str.
...one so true Did share it. Piotafloiver, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be slrown; Not a friend , not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bonesshall be thrown: A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me , 0 ! where Sad true lover never find... | |
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