 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 Plays of Shakspeare - Strana 88autor/autoři: William Shakespeare - 1819Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - 554 str.
...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...where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. Twelfth Night. Act... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1864 - 1056 str.
...breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel inaid. l Simple truth. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare it : My part of death, no one so true Did...where my bones shall be thrown: A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There 's for... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - 436 str.
...away, come away, death. And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, ny away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all...where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand signs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1866 - 418 str.
...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...where my bones shall be thrown, A thousand thousand sighs to save, lay me O where Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there. Viola did not fail... | |
 | 1866 - 1004 str.
...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...where my bones shall be thrown; . A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there. Twelfth Night, Act... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 304 str.
...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...where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 552 str.
...away, fly away,W 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...where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true-love(46> never find my grave, To weep there ! Dulce. There's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 554 str.
...away, fly away/45) 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...where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true-love(46> never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke. There's... | |
 | James Riddell - 1867 - 58 str.
...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...where my bones shall be thrown A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. SHAKESPEARE. Vocaius... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 938 str.
...Jonson's 'Epigram» ' we have "tnlent* cj preis "a< ACT П.] m V. F!y away, fly away, breath ; I am slain ed '. Cel. Was 't you that did so oft contrive to...'T was I ; but 't is not I : I do not shame To tell sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there.' Duke. There 's... | |
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