Corpus Christi Carol

	He bare her up, he bare her down
	He bare her into an orchard ground
	Lully lullay, lully lullay
	The falcon hath borne my mate away
	And in that orchard there was a hall
	That was hanged with purple and pall
	And in that hall there was a bed
	And it was hanged with gold so red
	And on this bed there lyeth a knight
	His wound is bleeding day and night
	By his bedside kneeleth a maid
	And she weepeth both night and day
	By his bedside standeth a stone'
	Corpus Christi' written thereon