 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 - Página 47por William Shakespeare - 1841Visualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | , Carol Kimball, Patrick Choukroun - 2001 - 328 páginas
...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 thrown;2 Not a friend, not a... | |
 | Stanley Wells - 2003 - 494 páginas
...death, And in sad cypress let me be laid. Fie away, fie 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 strewn. Not a friend, not a friend... | |
 | Wystan Hugh Auden - 2002 - 428 páginas
...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 - 2002 - 244 páginas
...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 by strown; Not a friend, not a friend... | |
 | Ross W. Duffin - 2004 - 536 páginas
...death, and in sad cypress let me be laid. Fie away, fie 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 strewn: Not a friend, not a friend... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2005 - 276 páginas
...And in sad cypress let me be laid. ~\ away, ^fly' away, breath, 60 / 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. 65 Not a flower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend, not a... | |
 | Bidyut Chakrabarty - 2004 - 192 páginas
...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. And so on. 'Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there!' As Feste pockets... | |
 | Various - 2004 - 1060 páginas
...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 strewn: Not a friend, not a friend... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2005 - 900 páginas
...death, 50 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... | |
 | Kathryn LaBouff - 2007 - 346 páginas
...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... | |
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