 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 Works of William Shakespeare - Էջ 643William Shakespeare - 1883 - 832 էջԱմբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 468 էջ
...Night."] COME away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; , Fly away, fly away, breath, My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O prepare...thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O ! where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there ! SONG. [From the " Two Gentlemen of Verona."] " WHO is Silvia ?... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1807 - 296 էջ
...away, breath, ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shrowd of white stuck all with yew, O prepare-if, My part of death no one so true did share it. : Not...Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there. Viola did not fail to mark the words of the old song, which in such true simplicity described the pangs... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1809 - 282 էջ
...sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath, I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My »hroud of white stuck all with yew, O prepare it, My part...Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there. Viola did not fail to mark the words of the old song, which in such true simplicity described the pangs... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 520 էջ
...And dalUes with the — ] Plays or trifles. ? — the old age.] The ages past, times of simplicity. SONG. CLO. Come away, come away, death, And in sad...thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there. > Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No pains, sir ; I take pleasure... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Bowdler - 1825 - 356 էջ
...the innocence of love, Like the old age. Duke. Ay; pr'ythee, sing. [Mustek. Clo. Are you ready, sir ? SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad...thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No pains, sir; I take pleasure... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 548 էջ
...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...thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true-love never Jind my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No pains, sir ; I take... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 444 էջ
...sir ? Duke. Ay ; pr'ythee, sing. [Music. SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress6 let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am...sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never flnd my grave. To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. c free — ] Merry, gay. * silly sooth,]... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1831 - 398 էջ
...this song. It is 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...Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there. ! J Yiola did not fail to mark the words of the old song, which in such true simplicity described the... | |
 | Garland - 1836 - 246 էջ
...blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into, hey ! nanny, nonny. [In "Twelfth Night."] COME away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let...thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O ! where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there ! SONG. [From " The Two Gentlemen of Verona."] ' ' WHO is Silvia... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 400 էջ
...shroud of wh1te, sn1ck all with yew, O, prepare it : My part of death no one so true Did share it.1 Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin...Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There 's for thy pains. Clown. No pains, sir ; I take pleasure in singing, sir. Duke. I 'll pay... | |
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