 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...  English Lyrics - Pagina 57di English lyrics - 1883 - 296 pagineVisualizzazione completa - Informazioni su questo libro
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 440 pagine
...as white as driven snow, " Cyprus black as e'er was crow." My throttd of white, stuck all with yea, O, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not ajlower, not ajlower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 746 pagine
...shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O prepare it ; ly part of death no one so true bid share it. Vot a flower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin let there be strown j Jot a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown: thousand thousand... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 520 pagine
...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...be strown; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true... | |
 | George Ellis - 1811 - 472 pagine
...bough> SONG. [In " Twelfth Night."] COME away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O prepare...there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poorcorpse, where mybones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O ! where Sad... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 454 pagine
...death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly arcay, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare...flower, not a flower sweet. On my black coffin let there bestrewn; Not a friend, not a friend greet Tkly poor corpse, vhcremy bones shall be throtrn ; d. thousand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 460 pagine
...be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; ., J am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shrond of white, stnck all with yew, O, prepare it; My part of death no one so trne Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower tweet, On my black coffin let there be strowi ; Not a... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 434 pagine
...as white as driven snow, " Cyprus black as e'er was crow." My shroud of white, stuck all ixith yfa, O, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not ajlawer sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse,... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1813 - 318 pagine
...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...there be strown: Not a friend, not a friend greet Mypoor copse, where mybones shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, lay me O where Sad... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 532 pagine
...away,Jty away, breath; I am slain by a fair eruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yen-, 0, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. A'ot a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; A'ot a friend, not a friend... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 470 pagine
...away,Jty away, breath; I am slain by a fair crucl maid. My shrond of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. IVot a flower, not ajiower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a Jriend, not a friend... | |
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