I saw a fair maiden sit and sing, She lulled a little child, a sweet lording: Lullay, mine Liking, my dear Son, mine Sweeting, Lullay, my dear Heart, mine own dear Darling. That very lord is He that made all things Of all lords He is Lord [and] King of all kings. Lullay, mine Liking, my dear Son, mine Sweeting, Lullay, my dear Heart, mine own dear Darling. There was mickle melody at that Childes birth, All that were in heaven's bliss, they made mickle mirth. Lullay, mine Liking, my dear Son, mine Sweeting, Lullay, my dear Heart, mine own dear Darling. Angels bright they sang that night and saiden to that Child, "Blessed be Thou, and so be she that is both meek and mild." Lullay, mine Liking, my dear Son, mine Sweeting, Lullay, my dear Heart, mine own dear Darling. Pray we now to that Child, and to His mother dear, Grant them His Blessing that now maken cheer. Lullay, mine Liking, my dear Son, mine Sweeting. Lullay, my dear Heart, mine own dear Darling. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IF HE SHOULD COME by EDWIN MARKHAM THE HERETIC: 2. IRONY by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE ELF AND THE DORMOUSE by OLIVER BROOK HERFORD SONNET: 16. TO THE LORD GENERAL CROMWELL, MAY 1652 by JOHN MILTON A MAN BY THE NAME OF BOLUS by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY BY BLUE ONTARIO'S SHORE by WALT WHITMAN CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS by JOANNA BAILLIE TO HIS LATE MAJESTY, CONCERNING..TRUE FORM OF ENGLISH POETRY by JOHN BEAUMONT PURIFICATION OF YE B. VIRGIN (TO A BASE, A TENOR, AND TWO TREBLES) by JOSEPH BEAUMONT |