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+ | I have a gentil cok, | ||
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crowëth me the day; | crowëth me the day; | ||
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− | I have a gentil cok, | + | He doth me risen erly, my matins for to say. |
− | comen he is of gret; | + | |
− | His comb is of red corel, | + | I have a gentil cok, comen he is of gret; His comb is of red corel, his tayil is of jet. |
− | his tayil is of jet. | ||
− | I have a gentil cok, | + | I have a gentil cok, comen he is of kinde; His comb is red corel, his tayil is of inde. |
− | comen he is of kinde; | ||
− | His comb is red corel, | ||
− | his tayil is of inde. | ||
− | His leggës ben of asur, | + | His leggës ben of asur, so gentil and so smale; His spurës arn of sylver white into the wortëwale. |
− | so gentil and so smale; | ||
− | His spurës arn of sylver white | ||
− | into the wortëwale. | ||
− | His eyen arn of cristal, | + | His eyen arn of cristal, loken al in aumber; And every night he perchëth him in myn ladies chaumber. |
− | loken al in aumber; | ||
− | And every night he perchëth him | ||
− | in myn ladies chaumber. | ||
− | ''Medieval English Lyrics 1200-1400'', ed. Thomas G. Duncan (Harmonsdworth: Penguin Books, 1995), | + | ''Medieval English Lyrics 1200-1400'', ed. Thomas G. Duncan (Harmonsdworth: Penguin Books, 1995), 168-169. |
− | 168-169. |
Revision as of 18:08, 22 May 2012
Lyric from MS. London BL Sloane 2593
I have a gentil cok,
crowëth me the day;
He doth me risen erly, my matins for to say.
I have a gentil cok, comen he is of gret; His comb is of red corel, his tayil is of jet.
I have a gentil cok, comen he is of kinde; His comb is red corel, his tayil is of inde.
His leggës ben of asur, so gentil and so smale; His spurës arn of sylver white into the wortëwale.
His eyen arn of cristal, loken al in aumber; And every night he perchëth him in myn ladies chaumber.
Medieval English Lyrics 1200-1400, ed. Thomas G. Duncan (Harmonsdworth: Penguin Books, 1995), 168-169.