Against the coming of May
That is ful of lustyness,
Let us leve al hevynesse,
As fer as we can or may.
Now is the time of mirth and play;
Winter with his idelness
Is discomfit, as I guess,
And redy to flee away.
Agains the coming &c.
Wherfore, ladies, I you pray
That ye take in you gladness
And do all your business
To be mery night and day.
Agains the coming &c.


