Blow Northerne Wynd 歌词

Ichot a burde in boure bryht that sully semly is on syht, menskful maiden of myht, feir and fre to fonde. In al this wurhliche won a burde of blod ant of bon neuerzete y nuste non lussomore in londe. Blow, blow, northerne wynd, sent thou me my suetyng! Blow, blow, norterne wynd, blou! blou! blou! With lokkes leftliche ant longe with frount ant face feir to fonde, with murpes monie mote heo monge, that brid so breme in boure, with lossom eye grete ant gode, with browen blysfol under bode. He that reste hin the rode that leflich lif honoure! Blow, blow, northerne wynd, sent thou me my suetyng! Blow, blow, norterne wynd, blou! blou! blou! For hire loue y carke ant care, for hire loue y droupne ant dare, for hire loue my blisse is bare, ant al ich waxe won; for hire loue in slep y slake, for hire loue al nyht ich wake, for hire loue mournyng y make mor then eny mon. Blow, blow, northerne wynd, sent thou me my suetyng! Blow, blow, norterne wynd, blou! blou! blou!