Come away Come away, death And in sad cypress Let me be laid Fie away, fie away, breath For I am slain by a fair cruel maid My shroud of white All stuck with yew branch O, prepare it My part in death No love so true Did share it Not a flower Not a flower sweet On my black coffin let there be threwn Not a friend Not a friend greet My poor corpse Where my bones lie strewn A thousand thousand sighs To save Lay me, O, where Sad true lover Never find my grave To weep there A thousand thousand sighs To save Lay me, O, where Sad true lover Never find my grave To weep there