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When they had their offering made,
As the Holy Ghost them bade,

Then were they both merry and glad,
And light-a;

It was a good fair sight-a.

Anon, as on their way they went,
The Father of heaven an angel sent
To those three kings that made present
That day-a,

Who thus to them did say-a.

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My Lord doth warn you every one,

By King Herod ye go not home,

For if you do you will be slain
Full soon-a,

And woe to you be done-a."

So forth they went another way,

Through the might of God, his lay,
As the angel to them did say

Full right-a;

It was a good fair sight-a.

When they were come to their countree,

Merry and glad they were all three

Of the sight that they did see

By night-a,

By the star's shining light-a.

"IN EXCELSIS GLORIA."

Kneel we now all here a-down
To that Lord of great renown,
And pray we in good devotion
For gracc-a,

In Heaven to have a place-a.

"IN EXCELSIS GLORIA."

This Carol is from the Harleian MSS. in the British Museum.* The date of the manuscript is supposed to be about the year 1500.

WHEN Christ was born of Mary free,

In Bethlehem, in that fair citie,

Angels sang there with mirth and glec,

In Excelsis Gloria!

Herdsmen beheld these angels bright,
To them appearing with great light,
Who said, "God's Son is born this night,"
In Excelsis Gloria !

This King is come to save mankind,

As in Scripture truths we find,

Therefore this song have we in mind,

In Excelsis Gloria!

Then, Lord, for thy great grace,
Grant us the bliss to see thy face,
Where we may sing to thy solace,

In Excelsis Gloria !

No. 5396, fol. 4, ro.

THE VIRGIN AND CHILD.

The present Carol has been copied from the reprint of the ancient manuscript in the possession of Thomas Wright, Esq. Another version of it will be found in the "Reliquiæ Antiquæ," printed from a MS. in the Advocates' Library, Edinburgh.

HIS winter's night

I saw a sight,

A star as bright as day;

And ever among

A maiden sung,

Lullay, by by, lullay.

This lovely lady sat and sang, and to her child she said

My son, my brother, my father dear, why liest thou thus in hayd, My sweet bird,

Though it betide

Thou be not king veray ;*

But, nevertheless,

I will not cease

To sing, by by, lullay.

The child then spake in his talking, and to his mother said It happeneth, mother, I am king, in crib though I be laid;

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THE VIRGIN AND CHILD.

Now, sweet son, since thou art king, why art thou laid in

stall?

Why not thou ordain thy bedding in some great king's hall? Me thinketh 't is right

That king or knight

Should be in good array;

And then among

It were no wrong

To sing, by by, lullay.

Mary, mother, I am thy child, though I be laid in stall,

Lords and dukes shall worship me, and so shall kings all;

Ye shall well see

That kings three

Shall come on the twelfth day;

For this behest

Give me thy breast,

And sing, by by, lullay.

Now, tell me, sweet son, I thee pray, thou art my love and

dear,

How should I keep thee to thy pay,* and make thee glad of

cheer;

For all thy will

I would fulfil

Thou knowest full well in fay,t

And for all this,

I will thee kiss,

And sing, by by, lullay.

My dear mother, when time it be, take thou me up aloft,
And set me upon thy knee, and handle me full soft;

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And in thy arm

Thou wilt me warm,

And keep me night and day;

If I should weep

And may not sleep,

Thou sing, by by, lullay.

Now, sweet son, since it is so, all things are at thy will,

I pray thee grant to me a boon, if it be right and skill,* That child or man,

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