Miri it is while summer ilast With fugheles son Oc nu neheth windes blast And weder strong Ei, ei! What this night is long And ich with wel michel
When the nightegale singes And the wodes waxen grene Lef and grass and blosme springes In Averil, I wene (And) love is to min herte gon With one
There is no rose of swych vertu As is the rose that bare Jhesù Alleluya For in this rose conteyned was Heven and erthe in lytle space Res
As a springe-wel under a thorn There was bote of bale, a litel hire a thorn There beside stant a maide, full of love ibounde Whoso wol seche trewe
I have wist, sin I couthe meen That children hath by candle light Her shadewe on the wal iseen And ronne therafter all the night Bisy aboute they han
O anima coctese mantoana Di cui la foma ancor nel mondo dura E durerà yuanto 'l mondo lontana L'aminco mio, e non de la ventura Ne la disterta
I have wist, sin i couthe meen, That children hath by candle light I have wist, sin i couthe meen, That children hath by candle light Her shadewe
Reis glorios, verais lums e clartatz Deus poderos, senher si a vos platz Al meu companh siatz fizels aju da Qu'eu non lo vi, pos la noitz fon venguda
Sawden awdl, sidan ydiw Sêm fach, len ar gont wen wiw Lleiniau mewn man ymannerch Y llwyn sur, llawn yw o serch Fforest falch iawn, ddawn ddifrog
Io mi son giovinetta e volentieri M'allegro e canto en la stagion novella Merzè d'amore e de' dolci pensieri Io ve pe'verdi prati riguardando
Blow, northerne wind Send thou me my sweting Blow, northerne wind Blow, blow, blow! Ichot a burde in bowre bright That sully semly is on sight
Ecce mundi gaudium Ecce salus gentium Virgo parit filium Sine violentia Ave virgo regia Dei plena gracia Natus est de virgine Sine viri semine
Foweles in the frith The fisses in the flod And I mon waxe wod Mulch sorwe I walke with For best of bon and blod
Mé Éva, ben Ádaim uill Mé ro sáraig Ísu thall Mé ro thall nem ar mo chloinn Cóir is mé
L'amour de moi, s'y est enclose Dedans un jolie jardinet Ou croit la rose et le muguet Y aussi fait la passerose Ce jardinet est bel et plaisant
Gaudete, gaudete Christus est natus Ex Maria virgine gaudete Gaudete, gaudete Christus est natus Ex Maria virgine gaudete Tempus adest gratiae hoc
Laude novella sia cantata A l'alto donna encoronata Fresca vergene doncella Priomo fior, rosa novella Tutto'l mondo a te s'apella Nella bonor fosti
Lanquan li jorn son lonc en may M'es belhs dous chans d'auzeelhs de lonh Et quan mi suy partitz de lay Remembram d'un' amour de lonh Vau de talon