Come Away Death
Words by William Shakespeare
Music by John Allee

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 sweet

On my black coffin let there be strown

Not a friend, not a friend greet

My poor corpse

Where my bones shall be thrown

A thousand thousand sighs to save

Lay me, O, where sad true lover

Never find my grave to weep there


© 2019 John Allee/Portuguese Knees Music ASCAP.
Lyrics Reprinted with Permission.  All Rights Reserved.