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Anonymous

Alison

Bytwene Mersh and Averil,March
When spray biginneth to springe,twigs / open, leaf out
The lute]" foul hath hire wyllittle / bird / its
On hyre ludo to synge.birdsong
Ich libbe in love-Ionginge1/ live
For semlokest of alle thinge—seemliest
He may me blisse bringe;she
Ich am in hire baundounpower
An hendy hap ichabbe yhent 2 -
lchot from hevene it is me sent:I know
From alle wymmen mi love is lentturned
And lyht on Alysoun.fallen
 
On heu hire hero is fayr ynoh,in / calor / hair / enough
Hire browe broune, hire eye blake—
With lossum chere he on me loh3—
With middel smal and wel ymake.waist / made
Bote he me wolle to hire take,unless / she
Forte buen hire owen make,
Longe to lyven ichulle forsakeI will
And feye fallen adoundead, lifeless
An hendy hap ichabbe yhent- ...
 
Nightes when I wende and wake-turn
Forthi myn wonges waxeth wono- therefore / cheeks /wan, pale
Levedi, al for thine sakelady
Longinge is ylent me on.
In world nis non so wyter mon
That al hire bounte telle con.excellence
Hire swyre is whittore then the swon,neck / swan
And feyrest may in toune.maid
An hendy hap ichabbe yhent- ...
 
Icham for wowyng al forwake,
Wery so water in wore,
Lest eny reve me my make
Ichabbe y-yerned yore.'
Betere is tholien whyle sore-
Then mournen evermore.
Geynest under gore,
 
Herkne to my roun.listen/song
An hendy hap iehabbe yhent- ...