 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 English Poets: Chaucer to Donne - Pagina 463di Thomas Humphry Ward - 1889Visualizzazione completa - Informazioni su questo libro
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 442 pagine
...Did share it. ,. . . Not ajlotaer, not ajlower sweet, . 350 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 tkausand thousand sight to save, , • ;.. Lay me, 0 ! where -, Sad true-love never Jind my grave,... | |
 | English poets - 1801 - 382 pagine
...fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O prepare it; My part of death no one so true Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin...; 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... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 468 pagine
...let me be laid ; , Fly away, fly away, breath, My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not...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 ?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 494 pagine
...away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maidj My shroud of white, stuck all with yea, 0, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower swetf, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 518 pagine
...away, breath ; 1 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...thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No pains,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 410 pagine
...away, breath; 7 am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all ivith yew, O, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not...thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover ne'er Jind my grave, To we?p there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Duke. I'll... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 pagine
...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 it. Not a flower, not aflower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse,... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1807 - 296 pagine
...away, breath, ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shrowd of white stuck all with yew, O prepare-if, My part of death no one so true did share it. : Not...Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there. Viola did not fail to mark the words of the old song, which in such true simplicity described the pangs... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 344 pagine
...[Music. SONG. Clo. Come amay, come away, death, And in sad cyprus let me be laid ; O, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not...My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A t/iousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, K-here Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 578 pagine
...breath; lam slain by a fair cruel maid. My shrowd of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ; Jify part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower,...not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where mi/ bones shall be thrown . A thousand... | |
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