Heyle be thou, kyng cold clade!
Heylle, with maydynys mylk fade!
Heylle, I cum to the with gold glade,
As wese wrytyng here it record.
Golde is the rycheste metalle,
And to weryng most ryalle,
Gold I gyff the in this halle,
And know the for my Lorde.
Secundus rex. Lorde, I knele upon my kne;
Sote encence I offere to the,