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*{{PostedDate|2024-03-21}} {{CPDLno|79637}} [[Media:ONEILL_Comeaway.pdf|{{pdf}}]] [[Media:ONEILL_Comeaway.mp3|{{mp3}}]] | *{{PostedDate|2024-03-21}} {{CPDLno|79637}} [[Media:ONEILL_Comeaway.pdf|{{pdf}}]] [[Media:ONEILL_Comeaway.mp3|{{mp3}}]] | ||
{{Editor|David Anderson|2024-03-21}}{{ScoreInfo|Letter|4|416}}{{Copy|Personal}} | {{Editor|David Anderson|2024-03-21}}{{ScoreInfo|Letter|4|416}}{{Copy|Personal}} | ||
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==Original text and translations== | ==Original text and translations== | ||
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''Twelfth Night'' | |||
Act II. Scene 4 | |||
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, oh, where | |||
Sad true lover never find my grave, | |||
To weep there!}} | |||
[[Category:Sheet music]] | [[Category:Sheet music]] | ||
[[Category:Early 20th century music]] | [[Category:Early 20th century music]] | ||
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- (Posted 2024-03-21) CPDL #79637:
- Editor: David Anderson (submitted 2024-03-21). Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 416 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes:
General Information
Title: Come away, death
Composer: Norman O’Neill
Lyricist: William Shakespeare
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1923 H. W. Gray
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Original text and translations
English text
Twelfth Night
Act II. Scene 4
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, oh, where
Sad true lover never find my grave,
To weep there!