Era vn ortolano byen simpre e syn mal En el mes de enero con fuerte tenporal Andando por su huerta, vido so vn peral Vna culebra chica, medio muerta
O! Mankinde Have in they minde My passion smert And thou shall finde Me full kinde Lo! Here my heart
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Maiden in the mor lay In the mor lay Sevenight fulle Sevenight fulle Maiden in the mor lay In the mor lay Sevenight fulle and a day Welle was
Love me broughte And love me wroughte Man, to be thy fere Love me fedde And love me ledde And love me lette here Love me slou And love me drou And love
Tacciono i boschi e i fiumi E 'l mar senza onda giace Ne le spelonche i venti han tregua e pace E ne la notte bruna Alto silenzio (fa la) bianca
Byrd one brere, brid, brid one brere Kynd is come of love, love to crave Blythful biryd, on me thu rewe Or grayth, lef, greith thu me my grave Hic
In Aprell and in May When hartes be all mery Besse Bunting, the millaris may Withe lippes so red as chery She cast in hir remembrance To passe hir
C'est la fin quoigue l'on die j'amerai Cella guise en null pres C'est la fin, je veux la vie Gise beau si a le vie, belle ami C'est la fin quoigue
Now springes the spray All for love I am so seek That slepen I ne may Als I me rode this endre day O' my pleyinge Seih I whar a litel may Began
This ay nicht, this ay nicht Every nicht and all Fire and sleet and candleleigt And Christ receive thy soul If ever thou gavest hosen or schon Every
Now welcom sumer, with thy sonne softe That hast this wintres weders over-shaker And driven awey the longe nightes blake! Seynt Valentyn, that art
Lully, lulla, thou little tiny child Bye, bye, lully, lullay, thou little tiny child Bye, bye, lully, lullay Oh, sisters too, how may we do For to preserve
Musa venit carmine dulci modulamine: pariter cantemus, ecce virent omnia, prata, rus et nemus. Mane garrit alaudula, lupilulat cornicula, iubente
E saw miny briddes seten on a tree He token her flight and flowen away With ego dixi, have a good day Many white fedres hath the pye I may noon more
Passing thus alone, through the silent forest Many a grievous groan sounded in her ear Where she heard a man to lament the sorest Chance that ever came
