Corpus Christi Carol

He bear her off, he bear her down

He bear her into an orchard ground

Lu-li-lu-lay-lu-li-lu-lay

The falcon hath bourne my mate away

And in that orchard, there was a hold

That was hanged with purple and gold

And in that hold, there was a bed

And it was hanged with gold so red

Lu-li-lu-lay-lu-li-lu-lay

The falcon hath bourne my mate away

And on this bed, there lyeth a knight

His wound is bleeding day and night

By his bedside kneeleth a maid

And she weepeth both night and day

Lu-li-lu-lay-lu-li-lu-lay

The falcon hath bourne my mate away

By his bedside standeth a stone

Corpus christi written thereon