He bear him off he bear him down

He bear him into an orchard ground

Lu li lu lay lu li lu lay

The falcon hath bourne my mate away

And in this orchard there was a hold

That was hanged with purple and gold

And in that hold there was a bed

And it was hanged with gold so red

Lu li lu lay lu li lu lay

The falcon hath bourne my mate away

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

Lu li lu lay lu li lu lay

The falcon hath bourne my mate away

And by that bedside standeth a stone

Corpus christi written there on