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THE COVENTRY CAROL
Lully, lullay, Thou little tiny Child,
By, by, lully, lullay.
O sisters too, how may we do,
For to preserve this day
This poor Youngling for Whom we sing
By, by, lully, lullay?
Herod the king, in his raging,
Chargéd he hath this day
His men of might, in his own sight,
All children young to slay.
Then woe is me, poor Child for Thee!
And ever mourn and say
For Thy parting nor say nor sing,
By, by, lully, lullay.
Lully, lullay, Thou little tiny Child,
By, by, lully, lullay.
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