 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 Shakspeare: Sketch of the life of Shakspeare. Tempest ... - Página 277por William Shakespeare - 1811Visualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Bowdler - 1861 - 914 páginas
...away,jty away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck o'er with yew, 0 +0 be strewn; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be i thrown. A thousand... | |
 | Robert Bell - 1861 - 280 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...flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand... | |
 | 1863 - 438 páginas
...Drummond XLIV DIRGE OF LOVE away, come away, Death, V_^ And in sad cypres let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid....flower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1863 - 116 páginas
...away, come away, Death. 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....flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown A thousand... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Richard Grant White - 1863 - 420 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...flower, 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1863 - 482 páginas
...away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair eruel maid. My shroud of white, stuek all with yew, 55 O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did...share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my blaek eoffin let there be strown ; 60 Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor eorpse, where my bones... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1864 - 692 páginas
...FLETCHER II 73 SLAIN BY LOVE 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....flower, not a flower sweet, on my black coffin let there be strown; not a friend, not a friend greet my poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown: a thousand,... | |
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