 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 my black coffin let there be strewn; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown....  The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere - Seite 285von William Shakespeare - 1851Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Bowdler - 1861 - 914 Seiten
...laid ; Fly away,jty away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck o'er as i thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To... | |
 | Robert Bell - 1861 - 280 Seiten
...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, 0, prepare...not a 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Richard Grant White - 1863 - 420 Seiten
...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, 0 prepare...sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover never flnd my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No pains, sir ; I take pleasure in... | |
 | Sidney Beisly - 1864 - 200 Seiten
...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...thrown ; A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. Cypress (Cupressus sempervirens) — evergreen... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - 554 Seiten
...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, 0, prepare...not a 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1864 - 1056 Seiten
...cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel inaid. l Simple truth. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare...not a 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1865 - 362 Seiten
...fair, but fairer we it deem, For that sweet odour which doth in it live. SONG. IN 'TWELFTH NIGHT.' My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not...Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there! SONG. IN ' CYMBELINE.' Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages ; Thou thy... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Richard Grant White - 1865 - 424 Seiten
...with yew, 0 prepare it ; My part of death, no one so true Did share, it. Not a flower, not a jlower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn; Not...thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never Jind my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No pains,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 554 Seiten
...And in sad cypress let me be laid ; My away, fly away/45) breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare...not a 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 552 Seiten
...And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away,W breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare...not a 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... | |
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