 | Barbara Meister - Music - 1998 - 420 pages
...all with yew, O, prepare it! My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not...thrown; A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there! Bouchor: Fuis mon ame, fuis! Je incurs sous... | |
 | Maria Rauschenberger - Literary Criticism - 1981 - 764 pages
...with yew, 0, prepare itJ My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin let there be strown. Not...thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. TN 2.4.51-66 1. <yew> <death, mourning,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Drama - 1994 - 692 pages
...one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin let there be strewn. 60 Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave To weep there. ORSINO There's for thy pains. He gives Feste... | |
 | Arthur Graham - Literary Criticism - 1997 - 244 pages
...with yew, O, prepare it. My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not...thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. • "Come unto these yellow sands" from... | |
 | Drama - 1998 - 52 pages
...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...thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover never find my grave To weep there. Why do you think Feste's love song for the Duke was a sad song?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Brothers and sisters - 2014 - 260 pages
...with yew O! prepare it; My part of death, no one so true Did share it. 60 Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not...greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown; 65 A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me O! where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there.... | |
 | Wystan Hugh Auden - Drama - 2002 - 428 pages
...with yew, O, prepare it! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not...thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there! (II.iv.52-67) This is not the folk song... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Quotations, English - 2002 - 244 pages
...death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there by strown; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse,...thrown; A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there! Feste — TN II.iv O, but they say the... | |
 | Stanley Wells - Biography & Autobiography - 2003 - 494 pages
...one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin let there be strewn. Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where...thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me O where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there. (Twelfth Night, 2.4.50-65) Actors have suggested... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Performing Arts - 2011 - 276 pages
...with yew, O, prepare it! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. 65 Not a flower, not a flower sweet On my black coffin let there be strown; Not...shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, 70 Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, ORSINO, *"giving money"^ There's for thy pains.... | |
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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. Not a flower, not a flower... 
