 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.  Twelfth Night Or: What You Will - Strana 48autor/autoři: William Shakespeare - 1901 - 153 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 358 str.
...innocence of love, Like the old age. Clo. Are you ready, sir ? Duke. Ay; pr'ythee, sing. [Musiek. f SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 560 str.
...away, come away, death, And in tad cypress let me he laid; Fly away,Jly away, breath ; I am ¡lain 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 my black coffin... | |
 | 1821 - 746 str.
...innocence of love, J <ikc the old age. Clo-cn. Are you ready, sir ? Duke. Ay ; pr'ythec, sing. SONG. C&nrn. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let...shroud of white stuck all with yew, O, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, rot a flower iweet, On my black coffin... | |
 | 1843 - 590 str.
...MONTHLY MAGAZINE. MR. WITHERING'S CONSUMPTION AND ITS CURE: A DOMESTIC EXTRAVAGANZA. BY THE EDITOR. Come away, come away, death And in sad cypress let...am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, all stack with yew, Oh, prepare it ! TWELFTH NIGHT. CHAP. I. " AND who was Mr. Withering ?" Mr. Withering,... | |
 | Scottish border - 1821 - 718 str.
...On comparing this love elegy, or whatever it may be entitled, with the ordinary, and especially * " Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let...away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shrond of white, stuck all with you., O, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it.... | |
 | Johann Gottfried Herder - 1821 - 1056 str.
...(оГфет fobf nid)t «f bo« olí« ?¡fb felbfï? 3tuf! ufccffCtn ©it'* in Jpaarmm : . ' S о » g. > Come away , come away , death ! And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath! I am Пин by a fair cruel Maul ! •.•* My Sbrowd of white stuck all with yew Oh prepare it My Part... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 528 str.
...innocence of love 3, Like the old age *. CLo. Are you ready, sir ? DUKE. Ay; pr'ythee, sing. [Muslck. SONG. CLo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid* ; Fly away, Jly away 6, breath ; J am slain by a fair cruel maid. I once thought, that/ree meant here — ' not... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 476 str.
...iunocence of love, Like the old age. J Clo. Are you ready, Sir? f)uke. Ay ; pr'ythee, sing. [Musie. SoNo. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me I? laid ; Fly auuy,jiy an-ay, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1822 - 446 str.
...love, Like the old age.2 Clo. Are you ready, sir ? Duke. Ay ; pr'ythee, sing. [Mmt. SONG. Clo. Came away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, /!>/ away, breath ,• / am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 474 str.
...innocence of love, Like the old age. 9 Clo. Are you ready, sir? Duke. Ay; pr'ythee, sing. [Musick. SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad...shroud of 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... | |
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