William Shakespeare - Much Ado Act 5 Scene 3 lyrics

SCENE III. A church. Enter DON PEDRO, CLAUDIO, and three or four with tapers CLAUDIO Is this the monument of Leonato? LORD It is, my lord. CLAUDIO [Reading out of a scroll] Done to d**h by slanderous tongues Was the Hero that here lies: d**h, in guerdon of her wrongs, Gives her fame which never dies. So the life that died with shame Lives in d**h with glorious fame. Hang thou there upon the tomb, Praising her when I am dumb. Now, music, sound, and sing your solemn hymn. SONG. Pardon, goddess of the night, Those that slew thy virgin knight; For the which, with songs of woe, Round about her tomb they go. Midnight, a**ist our moan; Help us to sigh and groan, Heavily, heavily: Graves, yawn and yield your dead, Till d**h be uttered, Heavily, heavily. CLAUDIO Now, unto thy bones good night! Yearly will I do this rite. DON PEDRO Good morrow, masters; put your torches out: The wolves have prey'd; and look, the gentle day, Before the wheels of Phoebus, round about Dapples the drowsy east with spots of grey. Thanks to you all, and leave us: fare you well. CLAUDIO Good morrow, masters: each his several way. DON PEDRO Come, let us hence, and put on other weeds; And then to Leonato's we will go. CLAUDIO And Hymen now with luckier issue speed's Than this for whom we render'd up this woe. Exeunt