 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.  Tales from Shakespear: Designed for the Use of Young Persons - Página 109por Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1810 - 261 páginasVisualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 520 páginas
...Plays or trifles. ? — the old age.] The ages past, times of simplicity. SONG. CLO. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly...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, Lay... | |
 | George Ellis - 1811 - 482 páginas
...I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. SONG. [In " Twelfth Night."] COME away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly...black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where mybones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to Save, Lay... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 454 páginas
...sing. [Muric. i, SONG. Clo. Come away, rome away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly arcay, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid....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... | |
 | George Ellis - 1811 - 472 páginas
...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...black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poorcorpse, where mybones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 460 páginas
...Lace makers. Clo. Are you ready, sir? Duke. Ay; pr'ythee, sing. [Music. SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death. And in sad cypress let me 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 434 páginas
...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 páginas
...silly, yet I love it, for it tells of the innocence of love in the old times.' SONG. Come away, come away, Death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly...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 sweet,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 532 páginas
...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 páginas
...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... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 páginas
...it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of k>v« Like the old age. Song. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid : Fly...black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet [thrown : My poor corpse, where my bones shall be A thousand, thousand sighs to save.... | |
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