 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...  Twelfth night. Much ado about nothing. As you like it - Pagina 47door William Shakespeare - 1841Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | English poets - 1801 - 382 pagina’s
...fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O prepare it; My part of death no one so true Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin...; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, \\ here my bones shall be thrown, A thousand thousand sighs to save; Lay me, O ! where True lover never... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 518 pagina’s
...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, 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 let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 344 pagina’s
...death, And in sad cyprus let me be laid ; 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...My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A t/iousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, K-here Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, To weep there.... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 728 pagina’s
...death, And m 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 Bower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend, not a friend... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1810 - 302 pagina’s
...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 sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown : Not a friend, not a... | |
 | George Ellis - 1811 - 482 pagina’s
...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...a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where mybones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to Save, Lay me, O ! where Sad true lover ne'er... | |
 | George Ellis - 1811 - 472 pagina’s
...bough> SONG. [In " Twelfth Night."] COME away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; 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 let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 454 pagina’s
...death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly arcay, 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 sweet. On my black coffin let there bestrewn; Not a friend, not a friend... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 520 pagina’s
...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 sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend, not a friend... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 434 pagina’s
...ixith yfa, O, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not ajlawer sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not...friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrcrtxn : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover ne'er fnd my grave, To... | |
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