Classic Poem

1
The hern flew east, the hern flew west,
She bare her over the fair forest.
Lully, lullay; lully, lullay;
The falcon hath stool'n my mate away.
2

She bare her up, she bare her down,
She bare her over the heath so brown.
3

She bare her over the meadows green.
And all to espy what might be seen.
4

O, then she saw an orchard fair,
Where groweth many an apple and pear.
5

And in that orchard there standeth a hall
That hanged was with purple and pall.
6

And in that hall there standeth a bower
Was all clad over with lily flower.
7

And in that bower there standeth a bed
With silken sheets, and gold so red.
8

And in that bed there lieth a knight
Whose wounds are bleeding both day and night.
9

And under that bed there runneth a flood,
Was half of water and half of blood.
10

And by that bed there standeth a stone,
And a leal maiden was set thereon.
11

With silver needle and silken thread
Stemming the wounds where they did bleed.
Lully, lullay; lully, lullay;
The falcon hath stol'n my mate away.