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 - 1867 - 642 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 Lowes Rushton - 1868 - 82 Seiten
...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 greet My poor corpse, where...Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Twelfth Night, Act ii. Sc. 4. In these passages Shakespeare probably uses the underlay or Coocko-spel,... | |
| William Lowes Rushton - 1868 - 82 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... | |
| Charles Lamb - 1868 - 376 Seiten
...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 greet My poor corpse, where...Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there. Vio.'a did not fail to mark the words of the old song, which in such true simplicity described the... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1869 - 1046 Seiten
...death. And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. f death Lies on my tongue.— No, Percy, thou art...well, great heart ! — Ill-weav'd ambition, how mu strown; ' By-irorJ. a laughing-Mode. 'Affected. ' Curt ill horse. « Not in f. «. • tim«i : in... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1872 - 428 Seiten
...Jet me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of ivliite, stuck all with yew, 0 prepare it ; My part of death,...thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never flnd my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for thy pains. Clo. No pains,... | |
| Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1874 - 584 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...be strewn; 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... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1875 - 482 Seiten
...of Ireland, was laid in a coffin of cypress, according to Speed. It is even possible that My ishrcmd of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare it; . My...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... | |
| Frederick Edward Hulme - 1877 - 270 Seiten
...by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0 ! prepare it ; My part of death iu one so true Did share it. " Not a flower, not a flower...friend greet, My poor corpse where my bones shall bo thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay mo, 0 ! where Sad true lover ne'er find my grave,... | |
| Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1877 - 388 Seiten
...Death, And in sad cypress let me be laid j Fly away, fly away, breath, I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white stuck all with yew, 0 prepare it,...it. " Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black cofim let there be strown : Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be... | |
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