William Linley
(1771 - 1835)

Linley : Come away, death : illustration

Come away, death
(Song)
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A self-penned item from Linley's anthology of settings for Shakespeare's stage.
Lyrics: William Shakespeare

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 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, O, where
Sad true lover never find my grave,
To weep there.