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The Coventry Carol

Lullay, thou little tiny child by by, lully lullay
Lullay, thou little tiny child. By by, lully lullay.

O sisters too, how may we do, for to preserve this day.
This poor yougling for whom we sing. By by, lully lullay.

Herod the king, in his raging, charged he hath this day.
His men of might, in his own sight, all young children to slay.

That woe is me, poor child for thee! And ever morn and day,
For thy parting neither say nor sing by by, lully lullay.