 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...  The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text of the ... - Página 39por William Shakespeare - 1805Visualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | William Shakespeare - 2005 - 896 páginas
...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...there be strown: Not a friend, not a friend greet 60 My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown: A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me O where... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2005 - 222 páginas
...shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. 65 Not a flower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin...shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, 70 Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. ORSINO, *~ giving money"\ There's... | |
 | Various - 2004 - 912 páginas
...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...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 Shakespeare - 2007 - 296 páginas
...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...thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. ActlL Sc.IV, CLOWN'S EXIT I am gone, sir,... | |
 | Kathryn LaBouff - 2007 - 352 páginas
...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...thrown: A thousand, thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O. where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there! (William Shakespeare, "Come Away, Death")... | |
 | Bonnie Kime Scott - 2007 - 872 páginas
...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...be strown; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corse, where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O! where Sad true... | |
 | Fiona McNeill - 2007 - 255 páginas
...song, Orsino imagines himself "slain by a fair cruel maid" and giving instructions for his own burial: Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin...greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown (59—63). Depicting a simple funeral in obscurity, with the bones discarded, this song quickly turns... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2007 - 161 páginas
...slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck 38 all with yew, 39 55 O prepare it! My part 40 of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower,...flower sweet On my black coffin let there be strown. 60 Not a friend, not a friend greet 41 My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand thousand... | |
 | John Burfeind, William Shakespeare - 2008 - 195 páginas
...it [did ever die]. Not a flower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin let there be strown [placed]. Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save [to prevent more sadness], Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave [sad lovers never find... | |
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