Classic Poem

Lully, lulla, thow littell tine child;
By, by, lully, lullay, thow littell tyne child;
By, by lully, lullay.

O sisters too,
How may we do
For to preserve this day
This pore yongling,
For whom we do singe
By, by, lully, lullay?

Herod the king,
In his raging
Chargid he hath this day
His men of might,
In his owne sight,
All yonge children to slay, —

That wo is me,
Pore child for thee,
And ever morne and may
For thi parting
Nether say nor singe
By, by, lully, lullay.