MYNSTRELLES SONGE From ELLA: A TRAGYCAL ENTERLUDE O, synge untoe mie roundelaie! Gon to hys death-bedde, Blacke hys cryne2 as the wyntere nyghte, Gon to hys death-bedde, II Swote hys tyngue as the throstles note, 15 Quycke ynn daunce as thoughte canne bee, Defte hys taboure, codgelle stote, O! hee lyes bie the wyllowe tree: Gonne to hys death-bedde, Alle underre the wyllowe tree. Harke! the ravenne flappes hys wynge, In the briered delle belowe; 20 Harke! the dethe-owle loude dothe synge, To the nyghte-mares as heie goe; Mie love ys dedde, Gonne to hys death-bedde, See! the whyte moone sheenes onne hie; Heere, uponne mie true loves grave, Gonne to hys death-bedde, 25 30 35 40 |