 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.  The essays of Elia - Страница 74по Charles Lamb - 1840Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | English poets - 1801 - 382 страници
...I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. SONG. COME away, come away death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away breath,...cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O prepare it; My part of death no one so true Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 494 страници
...ready, sir ? Duke. Ay; pr'ythee, sing. [Mustek. SONG. Clo. Come <may, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maidj My shroud of white, stuck all with yea, 0, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 страници
...[Mustek. SONG. C/o. Come away, come away, death, And. in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly aieay,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 it. Not a flower, not aflower sweet, On my... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1809 - 282 страници
...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 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 of death no one so true did share it. Not... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1810 - 302 страници
...it tells of the innocence of love in the old times." SONG. Come away, «ome away, Death, And in sad cypress let me be laid , Fly away, fly away, breath,...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... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 728 страници
...the blossom that haufadu the bough. SONG. IN TWELFTH NIGHT. COME away, come away, death, And m sad cypress let me be laid) Fly away, fly away, breath,...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 Bower, not a flower sweet On my... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 520 страници
...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 away , fly away, breath;...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,... | |
 | George Ellis - 1811 - 482 страници
...blossom that hangs on the bough. SONG. [In " Twelfth Night."] COME away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath,...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 454 страници
...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. 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 - 1810 - 434 страници
...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,... | |
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