Sunday, September 21, 2008

A Middle English lyric

My Lief Is Faren in Londe

My Lief is faren in londe
Allas, why is she so?
And I am so sore bonde
I may nat come her to.
She hath myn herte in holde
Wherever she ride or go
With trewe love a thousand folde.

2 comments:

All your tiger are belong to us. said...

SHE THE THIEF SHE STOLE HIS HEART

Carla said...

I like to think that he gave it to her freely :)