Sad Cypress
Come away, come away, death,
And in sad cypress let me be laid;
Fly away, fly away, breath;
I am slain by fair cruel maid.
A. Christy
And in sad cypress let me be laid;
Fly away, fly away, breath;
I am slain by fair cruel maid.
A. Christy
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