It was a mayde of brente nars

Synge Dyllum dyllum dyllum dyllum

I can tell you and I wyll

Of my ladyes water myll

It was a mayde of brente nars

She rode to myll vpon a hor~e

Yet was the mayden neuer the wor~e

    Synge dyllum. &c.

Layde ~he was vpon a ~acke

Stryke ~ofte ~he ~ayd hurt not my backe

And ~pare not let the myll clacke

    Synge dyllum. &c.

I wys the myller was full nyce

His myl~tones hanged both by a vyce

And wolde be walkynge at a tryce

    Synge dyllum. &c.

This mayd to myll ofte dyd re~orte

And of her game made no reporte

But to her it was full great conforte

    Synge dyllum. &c.

                    Finis.