The maidens came when I was in my mother's bower.
I had all that I would.
The bailey beareth the bell away.
The lily, the rose, the rose I lay
The silver is white, red is the gold.
The robes they lay in fold.
The bailey beareth the bell away.
The lily, the rose, the rose I lay.
And through the glass window shines the sun
How could I love and I so young.
The bailey beareth the bell away.
The lily, the rose, the rose I lay
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