O DEATH, ROCK ME ASLEEP
by: Anne Boleyn? (1507?-1536)
- DEATH,
rock me asleep,
- Bring me to quiet rest,
- Let pass my weary guiltless ghost
- Out of my careful breast.
- Toll on, thou passing bell;
- Ring out my doleful knell;
- Let thy sound my death tell.
- Death doth draw nigh;
- There is no remedy.
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- My pains who can express?
- Alas, they are so strong;
- My dolour will not suffer strength
- My life for to prolong.
- Toll on, thou passing bell;
- Ring out my doleful knell;
- Let thy sound my death tell.
- Death doth draw nigh;
- There is no remedy.
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- Alone in prison strong
- I wait my destiny.
- Woe worth this cruel hap that I
- Should taste this misery!
- Toll on, thou passing bell;
- Ring out my doleful knell;
- Let thy sound my death tell.
- Death doth draw nigh;
- There is no remedy.
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- Farewell, my pleasures past,
- Welcome, my present pain!
- I feel my torments so increase
- That life cannot remain.
- Cease now, thou passing bell;
- Rung is my doleful knell;
- For the sound my death doth tell.
- Death doth draw nigh;
- There is no remedy.
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