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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. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O prepare it. My part of death, no one so true Did share it. "
Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed an Historical ... - Page 349
by George Ellis - 1803 - 458 pages
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The plays and poems of Shakespeare, according to the improved text ..., Volume 4

William Shakespeare - 1842
...maid. 1 Cheerful. a Lace-makers. ' It is plain, simple truth. * Ages past. My shroud of wh1te, sn1ck all with yew, O, prepare it : My part of death no one so true Did share it.1 Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a...
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The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott

Walter Scott - 1842 - 699 pages
...sad ryiws let lie tie luid i Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain hy a fuir cruel muid. My shrnud of white, stuck all with yew O. prepare it ; My part of deulli no one so true Did ihure it. " Not a flower, not a flower tweet, On my black coffin let them...
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The king's son, ed. [or rather, written] by mrs. Hofland

Barbara Hofland - 1843
...love any but that dame who, in all likelihood, had just bidden him an eternal farewell. CHAPTER VH. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it! My part of death no one so true Did share it. Twelfth Night. ABOUT ten days after the date of the preceding chapter of this history, as the brig...
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The Plays and Poems of William Shakespeare: Printed from the Text ..., Volume 2

William Shakespeare - 1843
...away, Jly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white , stuck all with yew , 0! prepare it: My part of death no one so true Did share it. Piotafloiver, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be slrown; Not a friend , not a friend...
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The family Shakespeare [expurgated by T. Bowdler]. in which those words are ...

William Shakespeare - 1843
...away, breath; I im slain by a fair cntel maid. My s/iroiid of white, stuck all with yew, 0, jtreparc aßower, not aßouvr suxel, On my black coffin 1st títere be strewn ; Not a friend, not a friend greet...
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Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: With a Life of the Poet and ..., Volume 1

William Shakespeare - 1844
...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 death no one so true Did share...where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sigl1s to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true-love never find my grave, To weep there. Duke. There's for...
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Dolman's magazine [ed. by M.G. Keon and E. Price]., Volume 1

Miles Gerald Keon
...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...Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet On iny black coffin let there be strewn." Twelfth Night. Scott has made a happy allusion to the same...
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Characters of Shakespeare's Plays

William Hazlitt - 1845 - 229 pages
...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 death no one so true Did share...not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand...
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Shakespeare's Plays: With His Life, Volume 2

William Shakespeare - 1847
...cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath ; lam slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of while, stuck all with yew, O ! prepare it: My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not. a flower, not afloieer sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse,...
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The Plays of William Shakspeare: Twelfth night ; Measure for measure ; Much ...

William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847
...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 death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower siveet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...
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