Coventry Carol

	lullay, thou little tiny child,
	By-bye lully, lullay.
	Lullay, thou little tiny child,
	By-bye lully, lullay.
	O sisters too, how may we do
	For to preserve this day,
	This poor youngling for whom we sing
	By-bye lully, lullay.
	Herod the king, in his raging,
	Charged 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-bye lully, lullay.