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Holy hat berys as rede as any rose,
The foster þe hunters kepe hem fro þe dos.
Nay iuy, nay, hyt, &c.
Iuy hath berys as blake as any slo,
Ther com þe oule & ete hym as she goo.
Nay iuy, nay, hyt, &c.
Holy hath byrdys a ful fayre flok,
The nyghtyngale, þe perpyinguy, þe gayntyl lauyrok.
Nay, &c.
Gode iuy what byrdys ast þu?
Non but þe howlat þt kreye how how.
Nay iuy, nay, hyt shal not, &c.
ΧΡ̅O PAREMUS CANTICAM EXCELSIS GLĨA.
When cryst was born of mary fre
In bedlem, ĩ þt fayre cyte,
Angellis songen wt mirth & gle,
in excelsis gɫia.
herdmē beheld þs angellis bryzt
To hem apperyd wt gret lyzt,
and seyd goddis sone is born þs nyzt,