Anonymous - Alisoun lyrics

Bitwene Mersh and Averil, When spray biginneth to springe, The lutel fowl hath hire wil On hire lud to singe. Ich libbe in love-longinge For semlokest of alle thinge; He may me blisse bringe: Ich am in hire baundoun. An hendy hap ich habbe yhent; Ichot from hevene it is me sent; From alle wimmen my love is lent, And light on Alisoun. On heu hire her is fair ynogh, Hire browe browne, hire eye blake; With lossum chere he on me logh; With middel smal and wel ymake. Bote he me wolle to hire take For to been hire owen make, Longe to liven ichulle forsake, And feye fallen adoun. [An hendy hap, etc.] Nightes when I wende and wake, Forthy min wonges waxeth won; Levedy, all for thine sake Longinge is ylent me on. In world nis non so witer mon That al hire bounte telle con; Hire swire is whittore then the swon, And feirest may in towne. [An hendy hap, etc.] Ich am for wowing al forwake, Wery so water in wore. Lest eny reve me my make; Ich habbe y-yirned yore. Betere is tholien while sore Then mournen evermore. Geynest under gore, Herken to my roun: An hendy hap ich habbe yhent; Ichot from hevene it is me sent; From alle wimmen my love is lent, And light on Alisoun.