 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...  Palgrave's Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics: Book first (Elizabethan period). - Страница 35написао/ла Francis Turner Palgrave - 1921 - 142 страницаПуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 442 страница
...breath ; . 1 am slain by a fair cruel maid. .-••• .My throud of while, stuck all with ytw, 0, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. ,. . . Not ajlotaer, not ajlower sweet, . 350 On my black coffin let there be strewn ; Not a friend, not a friend... | |
 | English poets - 1801 - 382 страница
...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 let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, \\ here my bones shall be thrown, A thousand thousand... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 468 страница
...sad cypress let me be laid ; , Fly away, fly away, breath, My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did...flower sweet On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown: A thousand thousand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 494 страница
...away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maidj My shroud of white, stuck all with yea, 0, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower swetf, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 518 страница
...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...flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 410 страница
...Fly away, fly away, breath; 7 am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all ivith yew, O, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did...flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 522 страница
...old age is the ages past, the times of simplicity. Johnson. My shroud of white, stuck ail viith yew, O, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it.i Not aflower, not afiofjer sweet, On my Alack coffin let there he strown ; JVht a friend, not a... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 страница
...aieay,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 it. Not a flower, not aflower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 344 страница
...pr'ythee, sing. [Music. SONG. Clo. Come amay, come away, death, And in sad cyprus let me be laid ; O, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did...flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A t/iousand thousand... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1807 - 296 страница
...away, breath, ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shrowd of white stuck all with yew, O prepare-if, My part of death no one so true did share it. : Not...sweet, .; On my black coffin let there be strown:: Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown, A thousand thousand... | |
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