 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 Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare - Página 31por William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830Visualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | William Shakespeare - 1863 - 464 páginas
...so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my blaek coffin let there be strown ; 60 Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, 65 To weep there ! Dukc. There 's for thy pains. Clo. No pains, sir; I take pleasure... | |
 | James Riddell - 1867 - 58 páginas
...eгiKr/Хos, cíXts ôe' /xot, e*(*' т5яo yaîav. Song. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am...sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. SHAKESPEARE. Vocaius atque non vocatus audit. /xo'Xe ôr) /xo'Xe /xot,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 938 páginas
...black as e'er was crow." In Ben Jonson's 'Epigram» ' we have "tnlent* cj preis "a< ACT П.] m V. F!y s brother ? Kus. Was it you he rescued '. Cel. Was...'T was I ; but 't is not I : I do not shame To tell find my grave, To weep there.' Duke. There 's for thy pains. Clo. No pains, sir ; 1 take pleasure in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 642 páginas
...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...sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. D0KE. There 's for thy pains. CLO. No pains, sir; I take pleasure in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 1092 páginas
...O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, 60 th find my grave, To weep there I Duke. There's for thy pains. Vio. Ay, but I know — Duke. What dost... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 470 páginas
...true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there lie strown; N ot a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...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, sir ; 1 take pleasure in... | |
 | William Lowes Rushton - 1868 - 82 páginas
...Midsummer Night's Dream, Act r. Sc. 1 . SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am...thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Twelfth Night, Act ii. Sc. 4. In these... | |
 | Ezra Pound, Marcella Spann - 1964 - 388 páginas
...away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare itl My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not...sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep therel Act II, Scene 4 from CYMBELINE SONG GUIDERIUS: Fear no more the heat... | |
 | George Moore - 1973 - 194 páginas
...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...sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there! William Shakefpearf WHEN THAT I WAS AND A LITTLE TINY BOY WHEN that I... | |
 | Barbara Meister - 1998 - 420 páginas
...our own translation of Bouchor's lines. Shakespeare: Come away, come away, death; And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath, I am slain...sighs to save, Lay me, O where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there! Bouchor: Fuis mon ame, fuis! Je incurs sous Ies traits de la plus cruelle... | |
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