 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...  English Lyrics - Seite 57von English lyrics - 1883 - 296 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | 1840 - 652 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, O prepare...strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand, thousand sighs to save, Lay me, Oh where Sad true... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1840 - 304 Seiten
...Fly away, fly away, breath, I am slain by a fair cruel maid My shroud of white stuck all with yew, О prepare It, My part of death no one so true did share...not a flower sweet On my black coffin let there be etrown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1841 - 362 Seiten
...am slain by a fair cruel maid. 1 Cheerful. * Lace-makers. 3 It is plain, simple truth. 4 Ages past. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it : My part of death no one so true Did share it.1 Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a... | |
 | John Brand - 1841 - 356 Seiten
...let me he laid ; NOTES TO FOLLOWING THE CORPSE TO THE GRAVE. My shroud of white, stuck all with gew, O, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweel, On my hlack coffin let there he strown ;" &c. &c. And here the reader must he again reminded... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 558 Seiten
...death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath9; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O ! prepare...strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown: A thousand thousand sigJis to save, Lay me, O ! where Sad true... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 394 Seiten
...death, And in sad cypress* let me be laid; Ply away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare...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, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 560 Seiten
...away, fly away, breath9; 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...strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones sliatt be thrown: A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0 ! where Sad true... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 400 Seiten
...maid. 1 Cheerful. a Lace-makers. ' It is plain, simple truth. * Ages past. My shroud of wh1te, sn1ck all with yew, O, prepare it : My part of death no one so true Did share it.1 Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1842 - 746 Seiten
...sad ryiws let lie tie luid i Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain hy a fuir cruel muid. My shrnud of white, stuck all with yew O. prepare it ; My part of deulli no one so true Did ihure it. " Not a flower, not a flower tweet, On my black coffin let them... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 658 Seiten
...death, And in sad сyprus 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...strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true... | |
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