Fowles in the frith, The fisshes in the flood, And I mon waxe wood Much sorwe I walke with For beste of boon and blood. fowles: birds frith: woods mon waxe wood: must go mad sorwe: sorrow boon: bone
Fowles in the frith, The fisshes in the flood, And I mon waxe wood Much sorwe I walke with For beste of boon and blood. fowles: birds frith: woods mon waxe wood: must go mad sorwe: sorrow boon: bone