...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 me be...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...

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