Extollere

Delerium

Blow, northerne wind
Send thou me my sweting

Hire lure lumes light
Ase a launterne anight
Hire blikieth so bright
Fair he is and fine

Swetly swire he hath to holde
With armes, shuldre ase mon wolde
Fingres faire to folde
God wolde he were mine

Blow, northerne wind
Send thou me my sweting

Swetly swire he hath to holde
With armes, shuldre ase mon wolde

Blow, northerne wind
Send thou me my sweting

Blow, blow
Me my sweting

Blow, northerne wind
Send thou me my sweting

Hire lure lumes light
Ase a launterne anight