 Come away, come away, death, 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...  The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the ... - Pagina 39de William Shakespeare - 1805Vizualizare completă - Despre această carte
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 726 pagini
...with yew, O ! prepare it: My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not. a flower, not afloieer it like you : There doth my father lie, and there...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 - 1848 - 618 pagini
...away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share...where my bones shall be 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... | |
 | Brand - 1849 - 544 pagini
...away, fly away, breath : I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shrmtd 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 hlack coffin let there be strown;" &c. &c. And here the reader must be again reminded that in whatever... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 614 pagini
...away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share...thousand thousand sighs 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, sir ; I take... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 656 pagini
...so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower suieet, On my black^ coffin let there be stroicn ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...thrown: A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true-love never find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No pains,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 622 pagini
...white as driven snow, Cgpress black as e'er was crow." In My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share...thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. DUKE. There 's for thy pains. CLO. No pains, sir ; I take pleasure... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 500 pagini
...; 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...thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O ! where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No pains,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 772 pagini
...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...thrown: A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true-love never find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No pains,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 pagini
...away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share...flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; * Lace-makers. t Simple truth. Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 620 pagini
...white as driven snow, Cypress black as e'er was crow." In My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share...not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand... | |
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