- Duration: 4 minutes
- Soloist(s): Baritone
- Instrumentation: Piano OR Small String Orchestra
- Published: Hawes Music
Written whilst Composer in Residence at Charterhouse School, this is a setting of a poem from Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night.
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, O, where
Sad true lover never find my grave,
To weep there!
Words: William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616) from Twelfth Night