I give you a new commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you.

Ah, Robin, gentle Robin,
Tell me how thy leman doth,
And thou shalt know of mine.
Ah, Robin …
My lady is unkind, iwis,
Alac why is she so?
She lov’th another better than me,
And yet she will say no.
Ah, Robin …

I cannot think such doubleness,
For I find women true;
In faith my lady lov’th me well,
She will change for no new.
Ah, Robin

There is no rose of such virtue
As is the rose that bare Jesu;
Alleluia.

For in this rose contained was
Heaven and earth in little space;
Res miranda.

By that rose we may well see
That he is God in persons three,
Pari forma.

The angels sungen the shepherds to:
Gloria in excelsis Deo:
Gaudeamus.

Leave we all this worldly mirth,
And follow we this joyful birth;
Transeamus.