My hert is ~et to ~yng
Source: Edward Bliss Reed, ed., Christmas Carols Printed in the 16th Century Including Kele's Christmas Carolles Newly Inprynted. (Cambridge, MA: Harvard University Press, 1932).
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Also in a Middle English font: As I went this enders day
Psallemus cantantes
Domino noua cantica dantes
Cum canore iubilo
Et tibi di~cipulo
Oui ex priuilegio
Preceteris a domino
Dilectus es
Amice chri~ti Johannes
My hert is ~et to ~yng
That all this worlde ~hall ryng
Reioyfull be and glad withall
Of the hygh memoryall
Whome it plea~ed Chry~t to call
Of his grace e~pecyall
To his hyghnes
Amice. &c.
Syttyng at his berde
He ~hewed the a preuy touche
A touche of famylyaryte
On his bre~t he ~uffred the
In thy ~lepe ~ecretes to ~e
Of his gloryous deite
For heuynes
Amice. &c.
In his tender aege
He cho~e the to his pay
His paramour of loue entyer
Not for y^ yu was of his blode ~o nere
But that next his moder dere
In cha~tyte thou had no pere
And ~tedfa~tnes
Amice chri~ti Johannes.
Whan he ~holde departe
He bade the kepe the care
The carefulle~t creature
His mother, y^ ~he myght be ~ure
Whyle that her lyfe ~holde endure
One mayde to haue another in cure
For thy clennes
Amice chri~ti. &c.
So at his de~yre
Thou kept her fro the my~chefe
The my~cheuous retenu
Of them that ~lewe thy lorde Je~u
That no fyers nor cruell iewe
In one wy~e ~holde her per~ewe
Or her oppres
Amice. &c.
But at his dy~ce~~e
She fell into the gre
The greate~t heuynes and we
That ony creature myght do
In ly we wy~e thy ~elf al~o
I knowe not the deadlyer of them two
In that dy~tres
Amice chri~ti Johannes.
I meruayle not y wys
Though thou ha~t cau~e to cry
Pyteou~ly to mourne and playne
To ~e thy naturall co~yn ~layne
His mother hygh de~traught for payn
That made thy hert to ryue in twayn
For neuynes
Amice chri~ti Johannes.
Who could be ~o harde herted
To ~e how ~he fared.
How ~he ~obbed whan ~he dyde wepe
With ~orowfull lokes & ~yghes depe
Thou coude thy ~elf no longer kepe
But ~odeynly fell in a deadly ~lepe
All confortles
Amice chri~ti Johannes.
Now Chry~tes co~yn dere
Helpe that I be fre
Be fre and true inherytour
To his cele~ty all tour
Where thou beholde~t in euery hour
The glory of thy fauyour
That neuer ~hall ceas
Amice. &c.
Fynally I the be~eche
To teache me to make a brefe
A brefe and a redy way to amend
In that y^ I dyde my lorde offend
That to his grace he wyll me lende
After this pre~ent lyfe he me ~end
Euerla~tyng peas
Amice. &c.
Finis.
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