 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 - 1895 - 153 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Charles Lamb - 1840 - 304 str.
...it tells of the innocence of love in the old times." SONG. Come away, come away, Death, And in gad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath,...cruel maid My shroud of white stuck all with yew, О prepare It, My part of death no one so true did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet On my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1841 - 362 str.
...ready, sir ? Duke. Ay; pr'ythee, sing. [music. Clown. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress 5 let me be laid. Fly away, fly away, breath : I am slain by a fair cruel maid. 1 Cheerful. * Lace-makers. 3 It is plain, simple truth. 4 Ages past. My shroud of white, stuck all... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 558 str.
...innocence of love, Like the old age8. Clo. Are you ready, sir ? Duke. Ay; pr'ythee, sing. [Music. THE SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath9; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O ! prepare it :... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 400 str.
...ready, sir ? Duke. Ay ; pr'ythee, sing. [music. Clown. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress s let me be laid. Fly away, fly away, breath : I am slain by a fair cruel maid. 1 Cheerful. a Lace-makers. ' It is plain, simple truth. * Ages past. My shroud of wh1te, sn1ck all... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 560 str.
...Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath9; 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 a flower sweet, On... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 394 str.
...the innocence of love, Like the old age1. Clo. Are you ready, sir? Vuke. Ay; pr'ythee, sing. [Music. SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress* let me be laid; Ply away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 658 str.
...sir ? Duke. Ay; pr'ythee sing. [Music, Clown sinys. Come away, come away, death, And in sad сyprus let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 508 str.
...innocence of love, Like the old age. Clo. Are you ready, Sir? Duke. Ay; pr'ythee, sing. [Music. \ THE 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 , 0! prepare... | |
 | Miles Gerald Keon - 530 str.
...refers to a somewhat similar usage in his times, when he makes the slighted youth thus bemoan : — " 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, not a flower sweet On iny black coffin... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1845 - 490 str.
...with the innocence of love, Like the old age. SONG. Come away, come away, death, And in sad Cyprus let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am...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 my... | |
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