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Lully, lullay |
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Lully, lullay |
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Lully, lullay, |
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Thou little tiny |
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ChildBy, by, lully, lullay |
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Lully, lullay |
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O sisters, too, how may we do |
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For to preserve this day? |
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This poor youngling for whom we sing |
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By, by, lully, lullay |
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Herod the |
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King, in his raging |
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Charged he hath this day |
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His men of might, in his own sight |
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All young children to slay |
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That woe is me, poor child, for |
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TheeAnd ever mourn and day |
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For Thy parting [Incomprehensible], nor say nor sing |
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By, by, lully, lullay |
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Lully, lullay, |
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Thou little tiny |
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ChildBy, by, lully, lullay |
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By, by, lully, lullay |
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By, by, lully, lullay |
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Lully, lullay |
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Lully, lullay |