Daylight - Woods of Birnam

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

Stuck all with yew no one so true

The daylight

Your fair shade

An overcoat of shame

In dead night

So darkly bright

O come away, I’m slain

All days are darkened nights

To see till I see thee

And nights are all bright days

When dreams do show thee me

The daylight

Your fair shade

An overcoat of shame

In dead night

So darkly bright

O come away, I’m slain