I SING of a maiden That is makeles; King of all kings To her son she ches. He came al so still
THIS ae nighte, this ae nighte, —Every nighte and alle, Fire and fleet and candle-lighte, And Christe receive thy saule. When thou from hence away art past…
I wish I were where Helen lies; Night and day on me she cries; Oh that I were where Helen lies On fair Kirconnell lea! Curst be the heart that thought th…
MY heart is high above, my body i… For I am set in luve as well as I… I luve my lady pure and she luvis… I am her serviture, she is my sove… She is my very heart, I am her ho…
MY Love in her attire doth show h… It doth so well become her; For every season she hath dressing… For Winter, Spring, and Summe… No beauty she doth miss
“If all the world were paper And all the sea were ink, If all the trees were bread and ch… What would we do for drink? If all the world were sand O,
THERE lived a wife at Usher’s w… And a wealthy wife was she; She had three stout and stalwart s… And sent them o’er the sea. They hadna been a week from her,
We redeth oft and findeth ywrite - And this clerkes wele it wite - Layes that ben in harping Ben yfounde of ferli thing. Sum bethe of wer and sum of wo,
O LUSTY May, with Flora queen! The balmy dropis from Phoebus she… Preluciand beams before the day… By that Diana growis green Through gladness of this lusty…
MARIE HAMILTON 's to the kir… Wi’ ribbons in her hair; The King thought mair o’ Marie H… Than ony that were there. Marie Hamilton 's to the kirk gan…
Jhesu Cryste, yn Trynyté, Oonly God and persons thre, Graunt us wele to spede, And gyf us grace so to do That we may come thy blys unto,
WYNTER wakeneth al my care, Nou this leves waxeth bare; Ofte I sike ant mourne sare When hit cometh in my thoht Of this worldes joie, hou hit g…
“Oh where ha’e ye been, Lord Rand… And where ha’e ye been, my handsom… “I ha’e been to the wild wood: mot… For I’m wearied wi’ hunting, and… “An wha met ye there, Lord Randal…
‘WHY does your brand sae drop wi’… Edward, Edward? Why does your brand sae drop wi’ b… And why sae sad gang ye, O?’ ‘O I hae kill’d my hawk sae gude,
I saw a young mother With eyes full of laughter And two little shadows Came following after. Wherever she moved,