 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...  Midsummer night's dream. Merchant of Venice. As you like it. Taming of the ... - Strana 406autor/autoři: William Shakespeare - 1894Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 1158 str.
...innocence of love. Like the old age. Duke. Ay, pr'ythee, sing. [Music. Clo. Are you ready, sir ? THE urselves. [Exeunt. SCENE II.—The Same. A Road near...singing. When daffodils begin to peer,-— [1 Tune* ì stuck all with yew, 0 ! prepare it : My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower,... | |
 | Robert Bell - 1854 - 290 str.
...unsure : In delay there lies no plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet-and-twenty, SHAKESPEARE. SLAIN BY LOVE. COME away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let...true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1855 - 412 str.
...SONG. Come away, come away, Death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath, 1 am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white...true did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown: Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse,where my bones... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1855 - 1088 str.
...old "age. Clo. Are you ready, sir 7 Duke. Ay ; pr'ythec, sing. [Mutic. THE sosa. Cío. Come atfay, f>t. Tarry, rash wanton. Am not I thy lord? Tita. Then, I must be thy lady ; but I О ! prepare it : My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not aflcncer, not a floater street,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 686 str.
...is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age. Clo. Are you ready, sir ? Duke. Ay ; prithee, sing. [Music. SONG. Clo. Come...true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 674 str.
...Are you ready, sir ? Duke. Ay ; prithee, sing. [Music. SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, Aiid in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away,...true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, OD my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1859 - 518 str.
...innocence of love. Like the old age. Clo. Are you ready, sir ? Duhe. Ay ; prithee sing. [Miaic, SONG. Go. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress' let...true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my... | |
 | 1861 - 790 str.
...was couched : — " it is silly sooth. And dallies with the innocence of love Like the old age." " Come away, come away death, And in sad cypress let...Did share it. " Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn , Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1861 - 352 str.
...use to chant it : it is silly sooth,jAnd dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age. Song. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let...true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my... | |
 | Robert Bell - 1861 - 280 str.
...is still unsure : In delay there lies no plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet-and-twenty, SLAIN BY LOVE. COME away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let...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 a flower sweet, On... | |
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