Breaths Quote by William Shakespeare
“Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypres let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid.”
“Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypres let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid.”
![“Are you ready, sir? Orsino. Ay; prithee, sing. [Music] 945 SONG. Feste. 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. 950 My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it! My part of death, no one so true Did share…” quote by William Shakespeare](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/dea/william-shakespeare-4_death_are-you-ready-sir-orsino-ay-prithee-sing_2200354.jpg)
