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 Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language - Էջ 25Francis Turner Palgrave - 1867 - 332 էջԱմբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին
| William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 էջ
...death, And in sad cypress let ye 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...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, Lay me, O, where... | |
| William Shakespeare, Thomas Bowdler - 1825 - 356 էջ
...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...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 - 1826 - 540 էջ
...death, And in sad cypress6 let me be laid; Fly away,Jly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare...strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor cwpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true-love... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1826 - 544 էջ
...white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not ajlower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be...thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true-love never find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No pains,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1826 - 482 էջ
...with yew, O, prepare it ,• My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not ajffower, not a Jlower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not...greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : 5 free — ] Is, perhaps, artless, free from art. 7 silly sooth,] It is plain, simple truth. 8 And... | |
| William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1827 - 362 էջ
...a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coiKn let there be strown; * Lace-makers. t Simple truth. Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there. CONCEALED LOVE. She never told her love, But let concealment, like... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1827 - 658 էջ
...away, fly aw ay, 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 sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; * Lace-makers. t Simple truth. Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall... | |
| William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 444 էջ
...And in sad cypress6 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...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,]... | |
| William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 420 էջ
...death, And in sad cypress' let me be laid ; Fly away,Jly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O prepare...death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not afiower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse,... | |
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