And so sepúlchred in such pomp dost lie, That kings for such a tomb would wish to die.

John Milton
And so sepúlchred in such pomp dost lie, That kings...
And so sepúlchred in such pomp dost lie, That kings...
And so sepúlchred in such pomp dost lie, That kings...
And so sepúlchred in such pomp dost lie, That kings...
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The Latin phrase “sepulcra” means “burial chamber.” This Latin phrase is used in this quote to describe the grave of William Shakespeare, who was buried in a stately manor house at Stratford-upon-Avon. It is also used to describe the burial chamber of English kings, which was filled with rich tapestries and carved statues. When the tomb of Shakespeare was opened in 1864, it was found that he had been buried in plain wooden coffin. No tapestries or statues were inside, which suggests that he did not want to be buried with his possessions after his death.

Source: The Complete Poetry

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