 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 - 1847 - 726 pages
...cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath ; lam slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of while, stuck all with yew, O ! prepare it: My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not. a flower, not afloieer sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 618 pages
...love, Like the old age.3 Clo. Are you ready, sir ? Duke. Ay ; pr'ythee, sing. [Music. SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me...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 a flower sweet, On... | |
 | Brand - Christian antiquities - 1849 - 544 pages
...thread with bones, Do use to chant it;"—) mentions the custom of stwking yew in the shroud: " Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me...away, breath : I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shrmtd of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not... | |
 | Languages, Modern - 1882 - 998 pages
...Seele gerührt und getroffen; dann singt der Clown ein tief bewegliches Lied voll Todessehnsucht: Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me...fly away, breath, I am slain by a fair cruel maid! Und als er dann entlassen wird, giebt er dem Herzog noch ein scharf treffendes Urtheil über seine... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 656 pages
...sing. [Music. SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly arcay,jty away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My...one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower suieet, On my black^ coffin let there be stroicn ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 614 pages
...age.3 Clo. Are you ready, sir ? Duke. Ay ; pr'ythee, sing* [Music. SONG. do. Come away, come aivay, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away,...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 a flower sweet, On... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 500 pages
...innocence of love, Like the old age.* Clo. Are you ready, sir 1 Duke. Ay ; pr'ythee, sing. Song. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me...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 - 1851 - 772 pages
...love, Like the old age. Clo. Are you ready, sir? Duke. Ay; pr'ythee, sing. [Music. 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 pages
...chaunt it; it is silly sooth,f And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.j SONG. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me...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 a flower sweet, On my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 622 pages
...white as driven snow, Cgpress black as e'er was crow." In My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share...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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