As dew in Aprille by Benjamin Britten Lyrics

I syng of a mayden
Þat is makeles
Kyng of alle kynges
To here sone che ches

He came also stylle
Þer his moder was
As dew in aprylle
Þat fallyt on þe gras

He cam also stylle
To his moderes bowr
As dew in aprille
Þat fallyt on þe flour

He cam also stylle
Þer his moder lay
As dew in Aprille
Þat fallyt on þe spray.;

Moder & mayden
Was neuer non but che --
Wel may swych a lady
Godes moder be