 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 - 1851 - 620 pages
...love, Like the old age. Cxo. Are you ready, sir ? DUKE. Ay ; prithee sing. , [Music. SONG. CLO. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress <> let;...fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. » Free maids. Upon the passage in Hilton's ' L 'Allegro' — " But come, tlioa goddess, fair and Jrte,... | |
 | Joseph Guy - 1852 - 458 pages
...innocence of love, Like the old age. Glo. Are you ready, Sir ? Duke. Ay ; pr'ythee, sing. 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 My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Hazlitt - 1852 - 566 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...fair cruel maid, My shroud of white stuck all with yevo9 O, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. * Countenance. 1 Lace-makers. ±... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 512 pages
...? Duke. Ay ; pr'ylhee, sing. [Music. SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in ¡ad cypress Ы me be laid; fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, ¡tuck all with yew, O, prepare it; Jlfy part of death no one so true Did share it. JVot a flower,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 616 pages
...Hides my heart." My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare it ; My part of death no one BO 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 my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 420 pages
...with the innocenee of love, Like the old age. Duke. Ay, pr'ythee, sing. [Music. THE 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 - 1853 - 746 pages
...thee sing. [Jlfviic. лет п. SCENE V. Clown sings. Come away, come away, death, And in sad Cyprus let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath I am slain...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 - 1853 - 916 pages
...away, come away, death, And in tad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am tlain f that name the sixth ! [Sound Trumpet*. p 0 tweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 552 pages
...Like the old age. Clown. Are you ready, sir ? Duke. Ay ; pr'ythee, sing. [ Musixk. SONG. Clown. 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... | |
 | Barbara Meister - Music - 1998 - 420 pages
...text: Shakespeare's, Bouchor's rendition, and our own translation of Bouchor's lines. Shakespeare: 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... | |
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