Blow, Northerne Wynd Lyrics & Tabs by John Fleagle

Blow, Northerne Wynd

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John Fleagle

Album : World's Bliss: Medieval Songs of Love and Death early music PlayStop

Chorus:
Blow, northerne wynd,
Send thou me my suetyng!

Blow, northerne wynd,
Blou, blou, blou!
Ichot a burde in bour{.e} bryht,
That fully semly is on syht,
Menskful maiden of myht,
Feir ant fre to fond{.e};
In al this wurhlich{.e} won,
A burde of blod and of bon
Never yete y nust{.e} non
Lussomore in lond{.e}.
Heo is der{.e}worthe in day,
Gracious{.e}, stout, and gay,

Lussomore in lond{.e}.
Heo is der{.e}worthe in day,
Gracious{.e}, stout, and gay,
Gentil, jolyf so the jay,
Worhlich{.e} when heo waketh.
Maiden murgest of mouth;
Bi est, bi west, by north and south,
Thér nis fithel{.e} ne crouth
That such murth{.e}s maketh.
To Love, that leflich is in londe,
I tolde him, as ich understonde
How this hende hath hent in honde
On herte that min wes,
And hire knightes me han so soght,
Siking, Sorewing, and Thought,
Tho three me han in bale brought
Ageyn the power of Pees.
For hir{.e} love y carke ant car{.e},
For hir{.e} love y droupne ant dar{.e},
For hir{.e} love my blisse is bar{.e},
Ant al ich wax{.e} won;
For hir{.e} love in slep y slak{.e},
For hir{.e} love al nyht ich wak{.e},
For hir{.e} love mournynge y mak{.e}
Mor{.e} then eny mon.

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