I Sing of a Maiden

I sing of a maiden
That is mak-eless:
King of all king-es
To her son she ches.

He came all so still-e
There his mother was
As dew in Aprill-e
That falleth on the grass.

He came all so still-e
To his mother's bower
As dew in Aprill-e
That falleth on the flower.

He came all so still-e
There his mother lay
As dew in Aprill-e
That falleth on the spray.

Mother and maiden
Was never none but she;
Well may such a lady
God-es mother be.

Anonymous, English, 14th century, one of the very great Christmas poems.

Notes :
The dash (-) indicates that the 'e' that follows is pronounced something like the final 'e' in 'better'. Scholars admit they do not really know what English sounded like then.
Mak-e-less = matchless
ches = chose
spray = a kind of plant

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