Death & Dying
Urns and Odours Bring Away!
From Lyrics from the Dramatists of the Elizabethan Age, ed. A. H. Bullen (London: Nimmo, 1889)
Death & Dying
Urns and odours bring away!
Vapours, sighs, darken the day!
Our dole more deadly looks than dying;
Balms, and gums, and heavy cheers,
Sacred vials filled with tears,
And clamours through the wild air flying!
Come, all sad and solemn shows,
That are quick-eyed Pleasure's foes!
We convent nought else but woes.
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Codex Note
Bullen's index gives this song to Fletcher, with a query.
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MLA
Fletcher, John. “Urns and Odours Bring Away!” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/fletcher_j/49/.
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Fletcher, John. “Urns and Odours Bring Away!” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/fletcher_j/49/.
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