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...AFTER TU FU (THEY SAY YOU'RE STAYING IN A MOUNTAIN TEMPLE) by MARVIN BELL SPECIAL PLEADING by SIDNEY LANIER THE ALTAR by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE BALINESE WITCH DOCTOR by KAREN SWENSON THE DIORAMA PAINTER AT THE MUSEUM OF NATURAL HISTORY by KAREN SWENSON |