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Mediaeval Baebes

Swete Sone

Lyricist：Katharine (arr) Blake, Traditional

Swete sone, reu on me
And breste out of thy bondes
For me thinket that I see
Thoru Bothen thin bondes

Nailes driven into the tree
So reufuliche thu honges
Now is betre that I flee
And lett alle these londes

Swete sone, thy faire face
Droppet all on blode
And thy body downward
Is bounded to the rode

How may thy modress hert
Tholen so swete fode
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That blessed was of alle born
And best of alle gode

How may thy modress hert
Tholen so swete fode
That blessed was of alle born
And best of alle gode

Swete sone, reu on me
And bring me out of this live
For me thinket that I see
Thy deth, it neyhet swithe

Thy feet nailed to the tree
Now may I no more thrive
For this werld withouten thee
Ne shall me maken blithe