 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 572 pàgines
...not a Friend greet My poor Corps, where my Bones Jhall be thrown. A thoufand thtufand Sighs to fave, lay 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 pleafure in finging, Sir. Duke. I'll pay thy... | |
 | English poets - 1801 - 382 pàgines
...black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, \\ here my bones shall be thrown, A thousand thousand sighs to save; Lay me, O ! where True lover never find my grave, To weep there! SONG. " \Vuo is Silvia ? what is she, " That all our... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 468 pàgines
...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 ne'er find my grave, To weep there ! SONG. [From the " Two Gentlemen of Verona."] " WHO is Silvia ?... | |
 | John Howe Baron Chedworth - 1805 - 392 pàgines
...Like the old age. " Every boy knows this means, it is silly in sooth." HERON. P. 212. — *6.— 72. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover ne'er jind my grave, To weep there. I agree with Mr. Steevens. P. 203. — 17.— 73. Duke. Tell her,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 522 pàgines
...coffin let there he strown ; JVht a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my hones shall hr thrown; A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover5 ne'er find my grave, To toeep there. Duke. There 's for thy pains. Clo. No pains, sir ; I take... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1807 - 296 pàgines
...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,...simplicity described the pangs of unrequited love, and sUe bore testiWS mony In her countenance of feeling what the song expressed. Her sad looks were... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1809 - 282 pàgines
...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,...simplicity described the pangs of unrequited love, and she bore testimony in her countenance of feeling what the song expressed. Her sad looks were observed... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1810 - 302 pàgines
...not a fviend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to sare, lay me O where Sad true lover never find my grave,...simplicity described .the pangs of unrequited love, and she bore testiF.5 mony in her countenance of feeling what the song expressed. Her sad looks were... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 440 pàgines
...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 ne'er find my grave, To weep there, Duke. There's for thy pains. do. No pains, sir ; I take pleasure... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 728 pàgines
...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 ne'er 6nd my grave, To weep there [ SONG. FROM THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VXRONA " WHO is Silvia ? what is... | |
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... 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 ; Not a friend,... 
