Shall we die, both thou and I,
——And leave the world behind us?
Come, I say, and let 's away,
——For nobody here doth mind us.
Why do we gape? we cannot 'scape
——The doom that is assigned us;
When we are in grave, although we rave,
——There nobody needs to bind us.
The clerk shall sing, the sexton ring,
——And old wives they shall wind us;
The priest shall lay our bones in clay,
——And nobody there shall find us.
Farewell wits, and folly's fits,
——And griefs that often pined us!
When we are dead we 'll take no heed
——What nobody says behind us.
Merry nights and false delights
——Adieu, ye did but blind us;
We must to mould, both young and old,
——Till nobody 's left behind us.
Shall we die, both thou and I,
——And leave the world behind us?
Come, I say, and let 's away,
——For nobody here doth mind us.
Why do we gape? we cannot 'scape
——The doom that is assigned us;
When we are in grave, although we rave,
——There nobody needs to bind us.
The clerk shall sing, the sexton ring,
——And old wives they shall wind us;
The priest shall lay our bones in clay,
——And nobody there shall find us.
Farewell wits, and folly's fits,
——And griefs that often pined us!
When we are dead we 'll take no heed
——What nobody says behind us.
Merry nights and false delights
——Adieu, ye did but blind us;
We must to mould, both young and old,
——Till nobody 's left behind us.
——And leave the world behind us?
Come, I say, and let 's away,
——For nobody here doth mind us.
Why do we gape? we cannot 'scape
——The doom that is assigned us;
When we are in grave, although we rave,
——There nobody needs to bind us.
The clerk shall sing, the sexton ring,
——And old wives they shall wind us;
The priest shall lay our bones in clay,
——And nobody there shall find us.
Farewell wits, and folly's fits,
——And griefs that often pined us!
When we are dead we 'll take no heed
——What nobody says behind us.
Merry nights and false delights
——Adieu, ye did but blind us;
We must to mould, both young and old,
——Till nobody 's left behind us.
Shall we die, both thou and I,
——And leave the world behind us?
Come, I say, and let 's away,
——For nobody here doth mind us.
Why do we gape? we cannot 'scape
——The doom that is assigned us;
When we are in grave, although we rave,
——There nobody needs to bind us.
The clerk shall sing, the sexton ring,
——And old wives they shall wind us;
The priest shall lay our bones in clay,
——And nobody there shall find us.
Farewell wits, and folly's fits,
——And griefs that often pined us!
When we are dead we 'll take no heed
——What nobody says behind us.
Merry nights and false delights
——Adieu, ye did but blind us;
We must to mould, both young and old,
——Till nobody 's left behind us.