 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...  Three centuries of English poetry: selections from Chaucer to Herrick, with ... - Página 323editado por - 1876 - 391 páginasVisualização completa - Sobre este livro
 | Robin Headlam Wells - 1994 - 312 páginas
...away, fie away, breath, I am slaine by a faire cruell maide: My shrowde of white, stuck all with Ew, O, prepare it. My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweete, On my blacke coffin, let there be strewne; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpes,... | |
 | Arthur Graham - 1997 - 244 páginas
...It has no significance to the plot. 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 with yew, O, prepare it. My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2014 - 260 páginas
...Come away, come away, death, A nd in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath; 55 lam slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck...it; My part of death, no one so true Did share it. 92 and so that she keeps a steady place in her husband's heart. Because, boy, no matter how we flatter... | |
 | 1998 - 52 páginas
...away, breath! I am slain2 by a fair cruel maid. My shroud3 of white, stuck all with yew4, 0, prepare it! Not a flower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin let there be strewn5. Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand... | |
 | Ray Leslee, Kenneth Welsh - 1998 - 44 páginas
...Death) MALE AND FEMALE SINGERS AND PIANIST. COME 4WAY, COME AWAY DEATH AND IN SAD CYPRESS LET ME BE LAID FLY AWAY, FLY AWAY BREATH . . . I AM SLAIN BY A FAIR CRUEL MAID. PIANIST. MY SHROUD OF WHITE, STUCK ALL WITH YEW, MALE AND FEMALE SINGERS AND PIANIST. OH PREPARE IT,... | |
 | , Carol Kimball, Patrick Choukroun - 2001 - 328 páginas
...Shakespeare: Twelfth Night( 160 1-1602) 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...not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be thrown;2 Not a friend, not a friend greet, My poor corpse, when my bones shall be strown:3 A thousand,... | |
 | Jennifer Mulherin - 2001 - 36 páginas
...Clown Feste's 'old and antique 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...shroud of white, stuck all with yew O prepare it. Act ii Sciv Malvolio Malvolio is one of Shakespeare's most famous characters, whom everyone laughs... | |
 | M. C. Dillon - 2001 - 212 páginas
...case of cruel beauty. CRUEL BEAUTT 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. (Shakespeare, Twelfth Night, II, iv, 51.) Secondary narcissism, the narcissism of the mirror, has long... | |
 | 50 páginas
...herself the beginning of a song SUSANNA 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. She tails off. A pause. The lute starts up again, playing a soft Dowland piece. SUSANNA listens for... | |
 | Wystan Hugh Auden - 2002 - 428 páginas
...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 by a fair cruel...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... | |
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