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Songs, Carols, and other Miscellaneous Poems, from the Balliol Ms. 354, Richard Hill's Commonplace book


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I. Sacred Songs and Carols.
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1. Be mery all þat be present, Omnes de Saba venient.
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2. Mater, ora filium, vt post hoc exilium Nobis donet gaudium beatorum omnium.
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3. Newell, newell, newell, newell, I thank a maydyn euery dele.
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5. Diuisie si affluant, nolite cor apponere.
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6. Now let vs syng, both more & lesse, Of Cristis commyng Deo gracias!
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8. Now we shuld syng & say newell, Quia missus est angelus Gabriell.
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9. Nova, nova: Aue fitt ex Eva.
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11. Make we mery in hall & bowr, Thys tyme was born owr Savyowr.
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12. Off a rose, a louely rose, And of a rose I syng a song.
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13. Man, asay, a-say, a-say, And aske thou mercy whyle thou may.
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14. Now syng we wyth joy and blys: Puer natus est nobis.
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15. Mary moder, I you pray To be owr help at domys day.
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16. Verbum patris hodie processit ex virgine.
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17. Now syng we, syng we: Regina celi, letare!
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18. Conditor alme siderum, eterna lux credencium, etc.
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21. Now syng we all in fere: Alma Redemptoris mater.
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22. To blys God bryng vs all & sum, Christe redemptor omnium.
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23. Alleluya, alleluia! Deo patri sit gloria!
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24. Mary moder, cum and se Thy swet son nayled on a tre.
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25. In to þis world now ys cum, Christe redemptor omnium.
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26. Mirabile misterium: In forme of bred, ys Godis son.
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27. Make we mery, bothe more & lasse, For now ys þe tyme of Crystymas.
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28. What cher? Gud cher, gud cher, gud cher! Be mery & glad this gud New Yere!
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29. Ay, ay, ay, ay, Gaude celi domina.
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30. [The Jolly Shepherd Wat.]
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31. Now haue gud day, now haue gud day! I am Crystmas, & now I go my way.
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32. “Shall I, moder, shall I, shall I do soo? Shall I dye for mannys sake, And I never synned ther-to?”
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[33–35. The Virgin and her Son.]
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33. Now synge we with angelis: Gloria in excelsis!
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34. Lulley, Jhesu, lulley, lulley! Myn own dere moder, syng lulley!
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35. This enders nyght I sawe a sight, A sterre as bryght As any day; & euer a-monge, A maydyn songe: “Lulley, by, by, lully, lulley!”
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36. For sothe, I hold hym well & with owt woo, Þat hath ynowgh, & can say ‘whoo.’
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37. God þat sittith in trinite, Amend this world, yf thy will be.
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38. Syng we with myrth, joye & solas In honowr of this Cristemas!
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39. Now syng we right as it is: ‘Quod puer natus est nobis.’
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40. [The Murder of Thomas a Beket.]
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41. [The Stoning of St. Stephen.]
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42. [The Boar's Head.]
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43. Gawde for thy joyes five, Mary, moder, maydyn & wyff!
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44. [Christ, an Ear of Wheat.]
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45. Pray for vs to the trinite, Johannes, Cristi care!
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46. Alas, my hart will brek in thre, Terribilis mors conturbat me.
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47. [The fleur de lys, Christ.]
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48 I pray you, be mery & synge with me In worship of Cristys nativite.
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49. Newell, newell, newell, newell, This ys þe salutacion of Gabryell.
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50. “O my harte is wo!” Mary, she sayd so, “For to se my dere son dye; & sonnes haue I no mo.”
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51. To see the maydyn wepe her sonnes passion, It entrid my hart full depe with gret compassion.
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53. What, hard ye not, þe kyng of Jherusalem Is now born in Bethelem? etc.
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54. Wassaill, wassaill, wassaill, syng we, In worshipe of Cristis natiuite!
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55. He is wise, so most I goo, That can be mery, & suffer woo.
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56. An old sawe hath be fownd trewe: Cast not away thyn old for newe.
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58. Man, meve thy mynd, & joy this fest; Veritas de terra orta est.
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59. All this tyme this songe is best: Verbum caro factum est.
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61. Virgo, rosa virginum, Tuum precor filium.
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II. Religious Poems and Prayers in Verse.
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69. Ave Maria, now say we so: Mayd & moder were neuer no mo.
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III. Didactic, Moral and Allegorical Poems.
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81. To dy, to dy! what haue I Offendit þat deth is so hasty!
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V. Ballads and Worldly Songs. Humorous and Satirical Pieces.
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86. Lully, lulley, lully, lulley! Þe fawcon hath born my mak away.
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87. [How! we shall have game & sport ynow!]
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90. Hoow, gossip myne, gossip myn, Whan will we go to þe wyne, Good gossip[is myn?]
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91. In villa, in villa, quid vidistis in villa?
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92. Hay, hey, hey, hey, I will haue the whetston, and I may.
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93. “Alas,” sayd þe gudman, “this ys an hevy lyff”; “And all ys well þat endyth well,” said þe gud wyff.
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95. Of all creatures women be best; Cuius contrarium verum est.
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96. Women, women, love of women Maketh bare pursis with sum men
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99. [The Holly and the Ivy.]
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100. [Bon jour!]
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101. [Ho, butler, ho!]

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34. Lulley, Jhesu, lulley, lulley!
Myn own dere moder, syng lulley!

fote.

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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 spere
My 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!]

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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!]
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