 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...  The Book of Elizabethan Verse - Page 605edited by - 1907 - 823 pagesFull view - About this book
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 520 pages
...the — ] Plays or trifles. ? — the old age.] The ages past, times of simplicity. SONG. CLO. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me...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... | |
 | George Ellis - English poetry - 1811 - 482 pages
...merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. SONG. [In " Twelfth Night."] COME away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me...flower sweet On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where mybones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 454 pages
...sing. [Muric. i, SONG. Clo. Come away, rome away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly arcay, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid....flower, not a flower sweet. On my black coffin let there bestrewn; Not a friend, not a friend greet Tkly poor corpse, vhcremy bones shall be throtrn ; d. thousand... | |
 | George Ellis - English poetry - 1811 - 472 pages
...bough> SONG. [In " Twelfth Night."] COME away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O prepare...flower sweet On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poorcorpse, where mybones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1813 - 318 pages
...song. It is silly, yet I love it, for it tells of the innocence of love in the old times.' SONG. Come away, come away, Death, And in sad cypress let me...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,... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 pages
...chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of k>v« Like the old age. Song. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me...flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet [thrown : My poor corpse, where my bones shall be A thousand, thousand... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1817 - 392 pages
...chauut it: it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age. SONG. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me...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: A thousand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1817 - 360 pages
...Autolyen», in !T»t /Ttafcr'i Тли : " Lawn as white as <1riven enow, 11 Cyprus Meet an e'er was crt>w." My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare...it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Ло< о ßower, not a floner sweet, On my black coffin let there be itrown ; Not a friend, not a friend... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 342 pages
...chant it : it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age. SONG. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me...not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my houes shall be throw*. A thousand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 358 pages
...[Musiek. f SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, Jly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My...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... | |
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