The Faucon (The Falcon)

[Khandro]

Lully, lully! lully, Lully!
The faucon hath borne my mate away!

He bare him up, he bare him down,
He bare him into an orchard brown,

In that orchard there was a halle,
That was hanged with purple and pall,

And in that hall there was a bed
It was hanged with gold sa red

And in that bed there li'th a knight,
His woundes bleeding day and night,

At that bed's foot there li'th a hound.
Licking the blood as it runs down,

By that bed-side kneeleth a maid,
And she weepeth both night and day,

And at that bed's head standeth a stone,
Corpus Christi written theron
Lully, lulley! lully, lully!
The faucon hath borne my mate away



Anonymous 14th century English

[Buenchico]

Ruddy 'eck! Christmas gets earlier every year on AB!

[Rosie29]

For the second time today - thank you for that Khandro.