 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 - 1851 - 540 էջ
...Countenance. i Lace-makers. Not a flower, not aflower sweet, On my black coffin let there be stroirn; 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. Duke. There's for thy pains. Duke. I'll pay thy pleasure then.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 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...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 - 1851 - 620 էջ
...white as driven snow, Cypress black as e'er was crow." In My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share...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... | |
 | Joseph Guy - 1852 - 458 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. THE TEMPEST. FERDINAND AND MIRANDA CONFESS THEIR MUTUAL PASSION.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 616 էջ
...Hides my heart." My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare it ; My part of death no one BO true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet,...thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. DOKE. There 's for thy pains. Cix>. No... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 420 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...Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There 's for thy pains. [Giving him money.1 Clo. No pains, sir : I take pleasure in singing,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 552 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...thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Siid true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Clown. No... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 746 էջ
...death, And in sad Cyprus 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...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 - 1853 - 420 էջ
...And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath; I am . !.j in by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare...flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there bo strown; • Lace-makers. t Simple truth. Not a friend, not a friend grect My poor corpse, where... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 928 էջ
...me be laid; Fly away,jly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, ttuclc { } } p6q7q (here be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shattbe thrown: A... | |
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