 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. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin...  Shakespeare's Twelfth Night: Or, What You Will - Стр. 70авторы: William Shakespeare - 1908 - Страниц: 151Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - Страниц: 610
...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 strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown :... | |
 | William Linwood - 1846 - Страниц: 340
...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...where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. Shakspeare. XXIV.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1846 - Страниц: 574
...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...where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there. , Duke. There's... | |
 | William Linwood - 1846 - Страниц: 342
...shroud of white, stuck all with yew, Ü, 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 bones shall be thrown :... | |
 | Eliphalet L. Rice - 1846 - Страниц: 432
...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 ; Not a friend, not a friend, greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown:... | |
 | William Linwood - 1846 - Страниц: 372
...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 ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown :... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - Страниц: 726
...death no one so true Did share it. Not. a flower, not afloieer sweet, On my black coffin let there ie, and there this night We'll pass the business privately and well. Send for your d thrwcti: A thousand Uiousand sighs to save, Lay me, O! where Sad true lover never find my grave. To... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847 - Страниц: 474
...death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower siveet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shatt be throiim . 0 free — ] Is, perhaps, artless, free from art. ? silly sooth,} It is plain, simple... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - Страниц: 578
...true Did share it. Not a flower t not aßower sweety On my black coffin let there be strown t Aiot a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones sfiaU be thrown • A thousand thousand sighs to «at«, .Lay me, O, where Sad íruc-íot« never Jind... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - Страниц: 618
...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...thrown : A thousand thousand siglis to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true-love never find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No pains,... | |
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