 | Robert Bell - 1854 - 290 páginas
...plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet-and-twenty, SHAKESPEARE. SLAIN BY LOVE. COME away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away,...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 sweet, On... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1855 - 1088 páginas
...you ready, sir 7 Duke. Ay ; pr'ythec, sing. [Mutic. THE sosa. Cío. Come atfay, come away, death, And n. Am not I thy lord? Tita. Then, I must be thy lady ; but I О ! prepare it : My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not aflcncer, not a floater street,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 626 páginas
...sir ? Duke. Ay ; pr'ythee sing. [Music. Clown sings. Come away, come away, death, And in sad Cyprus let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am...one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ;. Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1858 - 740 páginas
...death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath* ; I am slain by a fair eruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0 !...one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1859 - 494 páginas
...of love, Like the old age. SONG. Come away, come away, death, And in sad Cyprus let me be laid; ( S Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair...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 corpje, where... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1859 - 720 páginas
...!'"] or inl:T Krepp, dnr in diesem Fall, Trie auch eonst hauflg, weiss war. Fly away, fly away, 1+ breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud...it: My part of death, no one so true Did share it. 1B Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my Hack coffin let there lie strown: Not a friend, not a friend... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1859 - 518 páginas
...Clo. Are you ready, sir ? Duhe. Ay ; prithee sing. [Miaic, SONG. Go. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress' let me be laid; Fly away, fly away,...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 sweet, On my... | |
 | Robert Bell - 1861 - 280 páginas
...lies no plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet-and-twenty, SLAIN BY LOVE. COME away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away,...one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where... | |
 | 1861 - 790 páginas
...sooth. And dallies with the innocence of love Like the old age." " Come away, come away death, And in sad cypress let me be laid : Fly away, fly away...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 sweet, On... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1861 - 352 páginas
...sooth,jAnd dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age. Song. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away,...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 sweet, On... | |
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O, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a 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 thousand sighs to save,... 
