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 when 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
To weep
To weep there