Anonymous Lyrics Of The Fifteenth Century
I Sing of a Maiden
I sing of a maiden
That is makeles:
King of alle kinges
To her sone she chees.for/chose
He cam also stilleas/silently
Ther his moder waswhere / mother
As dewe in Aprille
That falleth on the gras.
He cam also stilleas/silently
To his modres bowr
As dewe in Aprille
That falleth on the flowr.
He cam also stilleas/silently
Ther his moder lay
As dewe in Aprille
That falleth on the spray.budding twig
Moder and maidenvirgin
Was nevere noon but she:
Well may swich a ladysuch
Godes moder be.