...with the innocence of love, Like the old age. SONG. Come away, come away, death, And in sad Cyprus let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am...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...

...with the innocence of love, Like the old age. SONG. Come away, come away, death, And in sad Cyprus let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am...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 sweet, On my...

...labores, Virgineos luctu deperiisse dies ? Eripe te his lacrymis ; neque enim, carissima, vellem XXIII. COME away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let...cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, Ü, prepare it ; My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On...

...you ready, sir ? Duke. Ay ; pr'ythee, sing. [ Musick. SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, A nd in sad cypress^ let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away,...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...

...Duke. Ay ; pr'ythee, sing. [Muar. THE soxo. Clo. Come away, come away, death. And in sad ci/jrress essica shall be my torch-bearer. [Exemt. SCENE V....The Same. Before SHTLOCK'S Howe. Enter SHYLOCK, and irith yev, O ! prepare it : My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a floicer, not a flmctr...

...love, Like the old age. Clo. Are you ready, sir ? Duke. Ay ; pr'ythee, sing. ' [Murie. THE SONG. Clo. upon The prodigal Christian. — Jessica, my girl, Look to my house : — I am right loat ; lam slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of while, stuck all with yew, O ! prepare it: My part of...

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...of love, Like the old age.3 Clo. Are you ready, sir ? Duke. Ay ; pr'ythee, sing. [Music. SONG. Clo. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let...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 sweet, On...

...Clo. Come away, com* away, death, Aid in tad 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, 0, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Jfot a flower, not a flower meet, On my...

...their thread with bones, Do use to chant it;"—) mentions the custom of stwking yew in the shroud: " Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let...away, breath : I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shrmtd of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not...