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The cypresses are always occupying my thoughts.
When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me
The cypress boat is frequently a symbol of fluctuating intention.
The oak has not the efficacy of the fir, nor the cypress that of the elm.
It's only in winter that the pine and cypress are known to be evergreens.
He lies below, correct in cypress wood, And entertains the most exclusive worms.
For there no yew nor cypress spread their glom But roses blossom'd each rustic tomb.
Only after Winter comes do we know that the pine and the cypress are the last to fade.
Bid me despair, and I'll despair,Under that cypress tree;Or bid me die, and I will dareE'en Death, to die for thee.
Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypres let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
Along the avenue of cypresses, All in their scarlet cloaks and surplices Of linen, go the chanting choristers, The priests in gold and black, the villagers. . . .