Songs of Old France

- Rondel I
- Ballade I
- Triolets I
- Triolets II
- Lay
- Lay/Rondel
- Rondel II
- Rondel III
- His Epitaph
- Rondel IV
- Ballade II
- Ballade III
- Song
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Song

15th Century

True God of Love my comfort be,
Who has to great distress brought me
For the fair one I may not see
In this flowering season:
Alas! how shall I pass away
This long lingering month of May?

Careless of what might I chance, I rose,
And came into our garden close,
To pluck a rosebud or a rose,
In this flowering season:
Alas! how shall I pass away
This long lingering month of May?

I come into our garden fair,
Three Love-flowers find I there,
One I take and two I spare
In this flowering season:
Alas! how shall I pass away
This long lingering month of May?

I therewith a chaplet knit,
Three ways it escapes my wit;
The fourth way I finish it
In this flowering season:
Alas! how shall I pass away
This long lingering month of May?

Three ways it escapes my wit,
The fourth way I finish it;
So my lady's brow ‘twill fit
In this flowering season:
Alas! how shall I pass away
This long lingering month of May?

So my lady's brow ‘twill fit,
Well I know I'll win for it
From her a kiss exquisite
In this flowering season:
Alas! how shall I pass away
This long lingering month of May?

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By: Percy Allen
Contributed by: Rich Lawson
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