With Loue to Toune lyrics
by Neil Finn
Lenten ys come with loue to toune
With blosmen ant with briddes roune
That al this blisse bryngeth
The threstelcoc him threteth oo;
Away is huere wynter wo
When woderoue springeth
Dayeseyes in this dales
Notes suete of nyhtegales
Vch foul song singeth
Mody meneth, so doth mo;
Ichot Ycham on of tho
For loue that likes ille
Deawes donketh the dounes;
Deores with huere derne rounes
Domes forte deme
Yef me shal wonte wille of on
This wunne weole Y wole forgon
Ant wyht in wode be fleme