Mediaeval Baebes

Tempo non mi parea da far riparo
contra colpi d'Amor: pero m'andai
secur, senza sospetto; onde i miei guai
nel commune dolor s'incominciaro.

Era il giorno ch'al sol si scoloraro
per la pieta del suo factore i rai,
quando i' fui preso, et non me ne guardai,
che i be' vostr'occhi, donna, mi legaro.

Trovommi Amor del tutto disarmato
et aperta la via per gli occhi al core,
che di lagrime son fatti uscio et varco:

pero al mio parer non li fu honore
ferir me de saetta in quello stato,
a voi armata non mostrar pur l'arco.

Come my swete, come my flour
Come my culver, myn owne bour
Come my moder, now with me
For hevyn quene
I make thee

My swete sone withal my love
I come with thee to thin above
Where thou art now let me be
For all my love is
layde on thee

Are you going to Scarborough Fayre?
Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
He was once a true love of mine

Have him find me an acre of land
Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme
Between the sea and oe'r the sand
Then he'll be a true love of mine

Love imposes impossible tasks
Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme
Although not more than any heart asks
And I must know he's a true love of mine

Have you been to Scarborough Fayre?
Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
He was once a true love of mine

What gar's ye pu' the rose Janet
What gars ye break the tree
I'll come and go by carter haugh
And ask me leave of thee.
He's ta'en her by the milk white hand
And by the grass green sleeve
He's led her to the fairy ground
And spierd at her nae leave

A word I winna lie Janet
The truth to thee I'll tell
My father was a noble knight
And loved hunting well
And on a cold and frosty day
Down from my horse I fell
The queen of fairies she caught me
In yon green hill to dwell

And at the end of seven years
We pay a tiend to hell
I am sae fair and fu'of flesh
I'm feared it be myself
This night is Hallwe'en Janet
When fairy folk moun ride
And they that would their truelove win
At miles cross they must bide

So gloomy gloomy was the night
And eiry was the way
As Janet in her mantle green
To miles Cross she did gae
And then upspoke the Fairy Queen
Tam Lin if I had know
I would have pulled out both your eyes
To give you eyes of stone

kilmeny kilmeny where have you been?
lang hae we sought baith holt and dean
by burn by ford by greenwood tree
yet you are halesome and fair to see

kilmeny look'd up wi' lovely grace
but nae smile was seen on kilmeny's face
as still was her look and as still was her e'e
as the stillness that lay on the emerant lea
or the mist that sleeps on a waveless sea

kilmeny had been where the cock never crew
where the rain never fell and the wind never blew
but it seemed as the harp of the sky had rung
and the airs of heaven played round her tongue

when she spoke of the lovely forms she had seen
and a land where sin had never been
a land of love and a land of light
withouten sun or moon or night

where the river swa'd a living stream
and the light a pure and cloudless beam
the land of vision it would seem
a still an everlasting dream

O thou pale orb that silent shines
While care-untroubled mortals sleep
Thou seest a wretch who inly pines
And wanders here to wail and weep
With woe I nightly vigils keep
Beneath thy wan, unwarming beam
And mourn, in lamentation deep
How life and love are all a dream

O thou bright queen, who o'er th'expanse
Now highest reign'st, with boundless sway
Oft has thy silent-marking glance
Observ'd us, fondly-wand'ring, stray
The time, unheeded, sped away
While love's luxurious pulse beat high
Beneath thy silver-gleaming ray
To mark the mutual-kindling eye

I must go walk the wood so wild
And wander here and there
In dred and deadly fere
For where I trusted I am begeld
And all for love of one
Thus am I banished from my bliss
By craft and false pretence
As one from joy were fledde
As from my lief day by day I flee
And all for love of one
My bed shall be the greenwood tree
The running stremes my drinke
And acorns be my food
When of your beauty I do think
And all for love of one