I Sing of a Maiden

¹I sing of a maiden

²That is makeless;

³King of all kings

⁴To her son she ches.

⁵He came all so still

⁶Where his mother was,

⁷As dew in April

⁸That falleth on the grass.

⁹He came all so still

¹⁰To his mother's bower,

¹¹As dew in April

¹²That falleth on the flower.

¹³He came all so still

¹⁴Where his mother lay,

¹⁵As dew in April

¹⁶That falleth on the spray.

¹⁷Mother and maiden

¹⁸Was never none but she;

¹⁹Well may such a lady

²⁰God's mother be.