Saturday, May 2, 2009

An Ancient Carol

An Ancient Carol

He came all so still
Where His mother was,
As dew in April
That falleth on the grass

He came all so still
Where His mother lay,
As dew in April
That falleth on the spray.

He came all so still
To His mother's bower,
As dew in April
That falleth on the flower

Mother and maiden
Was never none but she!
Well might such a lady
God's mother be.

author unknown, age of carol approx. 500 years

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