My little sweet darling, my comfort and joy,
Sing lullaby, lully;
In beauty excelling the princess of Troy;
Now, suck, child, and sleep,
child, thy mother's sweet boy,
The gods bless and keep thee from cruel annoy;
Sweet baby, sing lullaby, lully.
With lullay, lullay, like a child,
Thou sleep'st too long, thou art beguiled.
My darling dear, my daisy flower,
Let me, quoth me, lie in your lap.
Lie still, quoth she, my paramour,
Lie still hardly, and take a nap.
His head was heavy, such was his hap,
All drowsy dreaming, drowned in sleep,
That of his love he took no keep,
With hey lullay, lullay, like a child,
Thou sleep'st too long, thou art beguiled.
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