...sun-set merrily ; Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. SONG. COME away, come away death, And in sad cypress let...yew, O prepare it; My part of death no one so true Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend...

...this song. It is silly, yet I love it, for it tells of the innocence of love in the old times."' SONG. Come away, come away, Death, And in sad cypress let...away, breath, I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My »hroud of white stuck all with yew, O prepare it, My part of death no one so true did share it. Not...

...silly, yet I love it, for it tells of the innocence of love in the old times." SONG. Come away, «ome away, Death, And in sad cypress let me be laid , Fly...black coffin let there be strown : Not a friend, not a fviend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to sare, lay...

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...SONG. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; 1 am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white,...death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a Bower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse,...

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