 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 - 1842
...laid; Ply 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...flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; J\.ot a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843
...; 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 ne'er find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There 's for thy pains. Clo. No pains,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844
...away, fly away, breath; 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...where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sigl1s to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true-love never find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1845 - 229 páginas
...away, fly away, breath ; 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...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... | |
 | Miles Gerald Keon
...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 iny black coffin let there be strewn." — Twelfth Night. Scott has made a happy allusion to the same... | |
 | Eliphalet L. Rice - 1846 - 420 páginas
...; 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. PORTIA. Dassanio. What find I here? Fair... | |
 | William Linwood - 1846 - 306 páginas
...; 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. Shakspeare. XXIV. . Detraction. ! LIE on... | |
 | Anthologia Oxoniensis - 1846
...; 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. Shakspeare. XXIV. Detraction. LIE on -... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1846
...crape; fend ancient shrouds were alwayi made of the latter. STEEVENS. 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 ne'er find my grave, To weep there. , Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No... | |
 | William Linwood - 1846 - 306 páginas
...away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, Ü, prepare it ; My part of death, no one so true Did...thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. XXIV. Betractton. Otiakdpearc. LIE on —... | |
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