 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - Bibliography - 1823 - 426 pages
...dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on...so much as my poor name rehearse, But let your love e'en with my life decay ; Lest the wise world should look into your moan, And mock you with me after... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 216 pages
...dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on...me then should make you woe. O if (I say) you look npon this verse, When I perhaps compounded am with clay, Do not so much as my poor name rehearse; But... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - English poetry - 1828 - 600 pages
...be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you wo. O if, I say, you look upon this verse, When 1 perhaps compounded am with clay, Do not so much as...should look into your moan, And mock you with me after I am gone. FROM you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 pages
...dwell: Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on...: Lest the wise world should look into your moan, LXXII. O, lest the world should task you to recite What merit liv'd in me, that you should love After... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 pages
...in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make yon woe. O if (I say) yon look upon this verse, When I perhaps compounded am...should look into your moan, And mock you with me after I am gone. 106 SONNETS. I X-XII O, lest the world should task yon to recite What merit ttv'd in me,... | |
 | Alexander Dyce - English poetry - 1833 - 240 pages
...dwell : Nay, if you read.this line, rememher not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on...should look into your moan, And mock you with me after I am gone. WILL t AM SHAKESPEARE. THAT time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1835 - 570 pages
...you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe. Or if (I say) you look upon this verse, When I, perhaps,...your love even with my life decay, — Lest the wise wortd should look into your moan, And mock you with me after I am gone $." In another he says, —... | |
 | Early English newspapers - 1835 - 746 pages
...you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe. 0 if (I say) you look upon this verse, When I perhaps...so much as my poor name rehearse, But let your love e'en with my life decay ; Lest the wise world should look intoyourmoan, And mock you with me after... | |
 | English essays - 1835 - 742 pages
...dwell; Nay if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on...you woe. O if (I say) you look upon this verse, When 1 perhaps compounded am with clay, Do not so much as my poor name rehearse. But let yoqr love e'en... | |
 | François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand - English literature - 1836 - 382 pages
...you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe. Oh if (I say) you look upon this verse, When I perhaps...so much as my poor name rehearse, But let your love e'en with my life decay ; Lest the wise world should look into your moan, And mock you with me after... | |
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No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you... 
