 | English poets - 1801 - 382 pagina’s
...merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. SONG. COME away, come away death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away...cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O prepare it; My part of death no one so true Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 pagina’s
...[Mustek. SONG. C/o. Come away, come away, death, And. in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly aieay,fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My...death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not aflower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse,... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1810 - 302 pagina’s
...it, for it tells of the innocence of love in the old times." SONG. Come away, «ome away, Death, And in sad cypress let me be laid , Fly away, fly away,...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... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 728 pagina’s
...Vqder the blossom that haufadu the bough. SONG. IN TWELFTH NIGHT. COME away, come away, death, And m sad cypress let me be laid) Fly away, fly away, breath,...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 Bower, not a flower sweet On my... | |
 | George Ellis - 1811 - 482 pagina’s
...the blossom that hangs on the bough. SONG. [In " Twelfth Night."] COME away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away,...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... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 pagina’s
...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 be laid : Fly away, fly away,...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... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1817 - 392 pagina’s
...sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age. SONG. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away,...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... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 342 pagina’s
...sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age. SONG. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid : Fly away, fly away,...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... | |
 | 1821 - 746 pagina’s
...Clo-cn. Are you ready, sir ? Duke. Ay ; pr'ythec, sing. SONG. C&nrn. Come away, come away, death, And e hands he chaf 'd, and, perhaps to rewore To her...bold He grew, he kiss'cl those pale lips o'er and O, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, rot a flower iweet, On my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 474 pagina’s
...Are you ready, sir? Duke. Ay; pr'ythee, sing. [Musick. SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress^ let me be laid; fly away, fly away,...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... | |
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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 friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save,... 
