 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.  Anthologia oxoniensis - Strana 42úprava: - 1846 - Počet stránok 306Úplné zobrazenie - O tejto knihe
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - Počet stránok 400
...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 - Počet stránok 560
...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 - Počet stránok 394
...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,... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1842 - Počet stránok 746
...sad ryiws let lie tie luid i Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain hy a fuir cruel muid. My shrnud of white, stuck all with yew O. prepare it ; My part of deulli no one so true Did ihure it. " Not a flower, not a flower tweet, On my black coffin let them... | |
 | Barbara Hofland - 1843 - Počet stránok 974
...love any but that dame who, in all likelihood, had just bidden him an eternal farewell. CHAPTER VH. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it! My part of death no one so true Did share it. Twelfth Night. ABOUT ten days after the date of the preceding chapter of this history, as the brig... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - Počet stránok 508
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - Počet stránok 1008
...away, breath; I im slain by a fair cntel maid. My s/iroiid of white, stuck all with yew, 0, jtreparc aßower, not aßouvr suxel, On my black coffin 1st títere be strewn ; Not a friend, not a friend greet... | |
 | Miles Gerald Keon - Počet stránok 530
...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...Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet On iny black coffin let there be strewn." — Twelfth Night. Scott has made a happy allusion to the same... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1845 - Počet stránok 670
...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...not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1845 - Počet stránok 490
...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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