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by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)
Translation by Johann Gottfried Herder (1744 - 1803)

Come away, come away, death
Language: English 
Our translations:  DUT GER ITA NOR
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!

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•   D. Amram •   D. Argento •   M. Dring •   V. Fine •   W. Fortner •   E. Korngold •   J. Leguerney •   S. Wilkinson 

V. Fine sets stanza 1

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  • by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), no title, appears in Twelfth Night: or, What You Will, Act II, scene 4 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

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Line count: 16
Word count: 107

Süßer Tod, süßer Tod, komm
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Language: German (Deutsch)  after the English 
Süßer Tod, süßer Tod, komm,
  Komm, senk mich nieder ins kühle Grab!
Brich, o Herz brich, o Herz fromm,
  Stirb fromm der süßen Tyrannin ab!
    Mein Gruftgewand schneeweiß und rein,
      Legt es fertig!
    Kein Bräut'gam hüllte je sich drein
      So fröhlich.

Keine Blum', keine Blum' süß
  Sollt ihr auf'n schwarzen Sarg mir streun!
Keine Thrän', keine Thrän' fließ,
  Wo sanft wird ruhn mein Todtenbein!
    Ah tausend, tausend Seufzer schwer --
      Nein -- ihr Meinen,
    Legt hin mich, wo kein Liebender
      Kommt weinen.

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•   C. Elling 

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  • by Johann Gottfried Herder (1744 - 1803), written 1826 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

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  • a text in English by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), no title, appears in Twelfth Night: or, What You Will, Act II, scene 4
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website: 2012-02-28
Line count: 16
Word count: 85

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