 | Songs, Carols, and other Miscellaneous Poems, from the Balliol Ms. 354, Richard Hill's Commonplace book |  |
34. Lulley, Jhesu, lulley, lulley!
Myn own dere moder, syng lulley!
1
So blessid a sight it was to see,How Mary rokked her son so fre!
So fayre she rokked & songe “by, by”;
Myn own dere moder, syng lulley!
Lulley, [Jhesu, lulley, lulley!
Myn own dere moder, syng lulley!]
2
“Myn own dere son, why wepyst þou thus?Ys not thy fader kyng of blis?
Haue I not do þat in me ys?
Your grevance, tell me what it is!”
Lulley, [Jhesu, lulley, lulley!
Myn own dere moder, syng lulley!]
3
“Ther for moder, wepe I nowght,But for þe woo þat shall be wrowght
To me, or I mankynd haue bowght.
Myn own dere moder, syng lulley!
Lulley, [Jhesu, lulley, lulley!
Myn own dere moder, syng lulley!]
4
Moder, þe tyme ye shall see,Þe sorowe shall brek your hart in three,
So fowle þe Jewes shall fare with me.
Myn own dere moder, syng lulley!
Lulley, [Jhesu, lulley, lulley!
Myn own dere moder, syng lulley!]
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5
Whan I am nakid, they will me take,& fast bynd me to a stake,
& bete me sore for manus sake.
Myn own dere moder, syng lulley!
Lulley, [Jhesu, lulley, lulley!
Myn own dere moder, syng lulley!]
6
Vpon þe crose they shall me caste,Honde & fote, nayle me faste;
Yet gall shall be my drynk [at] laste;
Thus shall my lyff passe away.
Lulley, [Jhesu, lulley, lulley!
Myn own dere moder, syng lulley!]
7
A, dere moder! yet shall a spereMy hart in sonder all to-tere;
No wonder thowgh I carefull were.
Myn own dere moder, syng lulley!
Lulley, [Jhesu, lulley, lulley!
Myn own dere moder, syng lulley!]
8
Nowe, dere moder, syng lulley,& put a-way all hevynesse;
In-to this world I toke þe way,
A-gayn to I shall me dresse,
Þer joye is withowt end ay,
Myn own dere moder, syng lulley!”
Lulley, [Jhesu, lulley, lulley!
Myn own dere moder, syng lulley!]
Explicit.
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