Template:Come Away, Death

Come away, come away, death

And in sad cypress let me be laid

Fie away, fie away, breath!

I am slain by a fair cruel maid

My shroud of white, stuck all with yew

Oh, prepare it!

My part of death, no one so true did share it

Come away, come away, death

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 my bones shall be thrown

A thousand thousand sighs to save, lay me, oh, where

Sad true lover never find my grave to weep there

Come away, come away, death