 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.  Lyrics of love, from Shakespeare to Tennyson, selected and arranged, with ... - Pagina 199door Lyrics, William Davenport Adams - 1874 - 252 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 518 pagina’s
...atom/, jltj away, breath ; lam slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of while, stuck all with ytv, O, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. jVbt aAower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be itroim ; jVof a friend, not a friend... | |
 | John Milton - 1824 - 468 pagina’s
...passage in Twelfth Night, perhaps misunderstood, •which also reflects light on our text. Act ii. s. 4. Come away, come away, Death, And in sad cypress let me be laid. That is, in a shroud, not in a coffin of cypress- wood. See also Drummond's Sonnets, Edinb. 1616. P.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 pagina’s
...of love, Like the old age. Clo. Are you ready, sir? Duke. Ay; pr'ythec, sing ! [HSiuic. SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ! Ply away, fly away, breath! lam slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck allwithyar,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1825 - 508 pagina’s
...tad eypreu let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; 7 am slum by a fair cruel maid. My ihroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it; My part of death no one to true Did thare it. Jfot a flower, not a flatter nceet, On my black coffin let there be strown ;... | |
 | Franz Christoph Horn - 1825 - 318 pagina’s
...wo^)l gar ale ©atyre »or*) 5S3er würbe ntcfjt gern einräumen, baf ©Riegel baê fym( Ифе Cieb: 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 it. f. W. v . Wit gewohnt« Ätoft... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 544 pagina’s
...sir? Duke. Ay ; pr'ythee, sing. [Mustek. SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress3 let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath; I am slain...My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not ajlower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 482 pagina’s
...sir ? Duke. Ay; pr'ythee, sing. [Mustck. SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress f let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am...My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not ajffower, not a Jlower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 548 pagina’s
...sir? Duke. Ay ; pr'ythee, sing. [Mustek. SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress8 let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath; I am slain...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 - 1827 - 658 pagina’s
...Do use to chaunt it; it is silly sooth,f And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.f Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly aw ay, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1827 - 362 pagina’s
...to chaunt it; it is silly sooth,t And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.J SONG'. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fiy away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare... | |
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