 | Charles Lamb - 1866 - 418 pages
...this song. It is silly, yet I love it, for it tells of the innocence of love in the old times." SONG. 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1866 - 412 pages
...burn him, and turn him about, Till candles, and star-light, and moonshine be out. FROM TWELFTH NIGHT. 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1863 - 464 pages
...innocence of love, Like the old age. Clo. Are you ready, sir? Duke. Ay; prithee, sing. \_Music. SOXG. Clo. 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... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - 726 pages
...261 1. 5, cyfrus, crape, sometimes spelt cypress, as in Shakespeare Twelfth. Night, Act ii. sc. 4: Come away, come away, death, and in sad cypress let me be laid: compare Autolycus' song, Winter's Tale, Aft iv. sc. 4: lawn as white as driven snow, Cyprus black as... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - Ballads, English - 1866 - 240 pages
...kiss me, svjeet-and-tiuenty, Youth's a fluff 'will not endure. SONG. [1601.] COME away, come awaj, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid: Fly away, fly away, breatfi; I am Jlain by a fair cruel maid. My Jhroud of 'white, ftuck all 'with yew, O, prepare it!... | |
 | James Riddell - English poetry - 1867 - 58 pages
...ένιαυτοΐς' ανταρ εγΐύγ ενκηλος, αλις δε μοι, εΐμ νπο γαΐαν. Song. 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, 0, prepare it; My part of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 642 pages
...innocence of love, Like the old age. CLO. Are you ready, sir? DUKE. Ay; prithee sing. [Music, SONG. CLO. 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, 0, prepare it; Not a flower,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1868 - 500 pages
...innocence of love, Like the old age. Clo. Are you ready, sir? Duke. Ay, prithee, sing. [Music. Song. Clo. 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1869 - 1046 pages
...innocence of love, Like the old age. Clo. Are you ready, sir? Duke. Ay, pr'ythee, sing. THE seso. Cío. nderful wonderful ! and yet again wonderful, and after tha /aie/ Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1870 - 692 pages
...Month that follows, Sure will pinch us worse I BILLS Of MORTALITY. ME. WITHERING'S CONSUMPTION, AND TTS CURE. A DOMESTIC EXTRAVAGANZA. " Come away, come away,...cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid, My shroud of white, all stuck with yew. Oh, prepare it! "—TWELFTH... | |
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CONSUMPTION AND ITS CURE. A DOMESTIC EXTRAVAGANZA. " Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath 
