 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...  Twelfth night. Much ado about nothing. As you like it - Page 47by William Shakespeare - 1841Full view - About this book
 | Charles Lamb - 1813 - 318 pages
...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, On my black coffin...there be strown: Not a friend, not a friend greet Mypoor copse, where mybones shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, lay me O where Sad... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 pages
...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 sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a... | |
 | 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... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1817 - 392 pages
...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 sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn; Not a friend, not a friend... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 342 pages
...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 sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn ; Not a friend, not a... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 358 pages
...death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, Jly 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 sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 560 pages
...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, On my black coffin...where my bones shall be thrown , A thousand thousand sigla to save, Lay me, O, where Had true loner ne'er find my grave, To weep then: Duke. There's for... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 528 pages
...motion ?" STEEVENS. * — the OLD AGE.] The old age is the ages past, the times of simplicity. JOHNSON. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it 7. s And in sad CYPRESS let me be laid;] In the books of our author's age the thin transparent lawn... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 380 pages
...Autolycus, in Tin IFinter'rs Tale : " Lawn as white as driven snow, " Cyprus black as e'er was crow." My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a Jlo.aoer, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be stro&n ; Not a friend, not... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 474 pages
...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 ajlower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend, not a friend... | |
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