 | John Milton - 1785 - 698 oldal
...pafTage in TWELFTH NIGHT, perhaps mifunderilood, which alfo refle&s light on our text. A. ii. S. iv. Come away, come away, Death, And in SAD CYPRESS let me be laid. That is, in a fluoud, not in a coffin of cypreb-wood, And looks commercing with the fkics, Thy rapt... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 442 oldal
...love, Like die old age. Clo. Are you ready, sir ? 340 Duke. Ay, pr'ythee, sing. (% . [Mustek. SONG. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, Jly away, breath ; . 1 am slain by a fair cruel maid. .-••• .My throud of while, stuck all with... | |
 | John Milton - 1791 - 668 oldal
...paflage in TWELFTH NIGHT, perhaps mifunderflood, which alfo reflects light on our text. A. ii. S. iv. Come away, come away, Death, And in SAD CYPRESS let me be laid. That is, in a fhroud, not in a coffin of cyprefs-wood. See alfb Drummond's Sonnets, Edinvjb. 1616.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 494 oldal
...Like the old age.1 Clo. Are you ready, sir ? Duke. Ay; pr'ythee, sing. [Mustek. SONG. Clo. Come <may, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid...away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maidj My shroud of white, stuck all with yea, 0, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 468 oldal
...Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under 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, breath, My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 410 oldal
...innocence of love, Like the old age. 9 Duke. Ay; pr'ythee, sing. [Mustek. Clo. Are you ready, sir? SONG. CLO. Come away, come away, death. And in sad...cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath; 7 am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all ivith yew, O, prepare it; My part of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 518 oldal
...— — silly sooth,] It is plain, simple truth. 8 And dallies wit h the — ] Plays or trifles. >. SONG. CLO. Come away, come away, death, And in sad...cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; 1 am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ; My part... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 522 oldal
...innocence of love,3 Like the old age.4 Clo. Are you ready sir ? Duke. Ay ; pr'ythee, sing. £Afw«c. SONG. Clo. Come. away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me he laid;* Fly aioay, fly away.* hreath; 1 am slain hy a fair cruel maid. i free — ] Is, perhaps,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 oldal
...innocence of love, Like the old age. Cio. Are you ready, sir? Duke. Ay; pr'ythee, sing. [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 shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0,... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1807 - 296 oldal
...inthe old times." SONG. Come-away, come away, Death, . And in sad cypress let me be laid} Flyaway, fly away, breath, ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shrowd of white stuck all with yew, O prepare-if, My part of death no one so true did share it. : Not... | |
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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. 
