 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 Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare - Page 31by William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830Full view - About this book
 | Maria Rauschenberger - 1981 - 764 pages
...away, breath, I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare itJ My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not...sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. TN 2.4.51-66 1. <yew> <death, mourning, lugubriousness> primär, Typ... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1994 - 692 pages
...one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin let there be strewn. 60 Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave To weep there. ORSINO There's for thy pains. He gives Feste money FESTE No pains, sir.... | |
 | Arthur Graham - 1997 - 244 pages
...me be laid. Fly away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck with yew, O, prepare it. My part of death, no one...sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. • "Come unto these yellow sands" from Act I, Scene 2 of The Tempest... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2014 - 260 pages
...shroud of white, stuck all with yew O! prepare it; My part of death, no one so true Did share it. 60 Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin...greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown; 65 A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me O! where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there.... | |
 | Wystan Hugh Auden - 2002 - 428 pages
...love convention, the idea of the "fair cruel maid": Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid. Fly away, fly away, breath; I am slain...sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there! (II.iv.52-67) This is not the folk song that the Duke's request for "that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2002 - 244 pages
...death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there by strown; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse,...sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there! Feste — TN II.iv O, but they say the tongues of dying men Enforce attention... | |
 | Stanley Wells - 2003 - 494 pages
...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...sighs to save, Lay me O where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. (Twelfth Night, 2.4.50-65) Actors have suggested that the song's extremity... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2011 - 276 pages
...shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. 65 Not a flower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin...shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, 70 Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, ORSINO, *"giving money"^ There's for thy pains.... | |
 | Ross W. Duffin - 2004 - 536 pages
...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...sighs to save, lay me o where Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there. (F) Twelfth Night 2.4 Ofci Music, and a Song Sing within: Come away,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2005 - 276 pages
...shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. 65 Not a flower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin...shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, 70 Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. ORSINO, *~ giving money"\ There's... | |
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