 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...  The Works of Shakespeare ... - Page 162by William Shakespeare - 1883Full view - About this book
 | Robert P. Merrix, Nicholas Ranson - Drama - 1992 - 320 pages
...worms to 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...I, perhaps, compounded am with clay, Do not so much my poor name rehearse But let your love, ev'n with my life decay, Lest the wise world should look into... | |
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