...lady, what imports this song ? Oph. Say you ? nay, pray you, mark. He is dead and gone, lady, [Sings. He is dead and gone ; At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone. Queen. Nay, but, Ophelia, — Oph. Pray you, mark. White his shroud as the mountain snow, [Sings. Enter...

...tell Of his glory. So farewell !" Hear the hearty Herrick again, how he worships him when he was - dead and gone, At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone !" Herrick loved "the rare arch-Poet." Hear his " Prayer to Ben !" " When I a verse shall make, Know...

...! what imports this song ? Oph. Say you ? nay, pray you, mark. Se is dead and gone, lady, [Singing. He is dead and gone ; At his head a grass-green turf*, At his heels a stone. Oh, ho ! Queen. Nay, but Ophelia, — Oph. Pray yon, mark. White his shroud as the mountain snow, [Singing....

...these same white satin slippers at night she has to go mad as the brokenhearted Ophelia, singing— " He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone ; At...his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone." In fact, the following moral which I picked up in an old periodical is apropos : — " Ye youths who...

...bitterly, and in one faint and broken monosyllable, the required promise was given. CHAPTER X. THE HAG. " He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone, At...his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone." * * * * # " She is importunate, indeed, distract, Her moods will needs be pitied." SHAKSPEARK. household...

...shoon. QUEEN. Alas, sweet lady ! what importe this song? OPH. Say you ? nay, pray you, mark ! [Sings.] t, — though peradventure I stand accountant for...great a sin, — But partly led to diet my reveng OTEEN. Nay, but Ophelia, — OPH. Pray you, mark ! [Sings.] White his shroud as t/it mountain snow,...

...shoon. QUEEN. Alas, sweet lady ! what imports this song ? OPH. Say you ? nay, pray you, mark ! [Sings.] you tender less. LEAR. Right noble Burgundy, When...she was dear to us, we did hold her so ; But now her QUEEN. Nay, but Ophelia, — • OPH. Pray you, mark ! [Sings.] White his shroud as tit* mountain snow,...

...her sad prototype, the sweetest creation of Shakspeare's immortal genius, she plaintively sings — " He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone ; At his head a green gratis turf, At his heels a stone." The two illustrations I have cited are faithful and truthful...

...Scene 5 of Shakespeare's Hamlet. This is Ophelia's famous mad scene. The original English words are: He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone; At his head a grass-green turf, At his head a stone. White his shroud as the mountain snow, Larded all with sweet flowers; Which bewept to...

...By the empty room where he is gone. Who will overhear our soliloquies? We are alone in this place. He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone; At his head the no-more-winged air, At his heels — the stone. They must tell us if it means well . . . We have...