HOLLY. 



Holy hath berys (berries) as red as any rose, 

 They foster the hunters, kepe hem from the doo. 

 Ivy hath berys as black as any slo, 

 Ther com the onle and ete hym as she go. 

 Holy hath byrdys (birds) a ful fayre flok. 

 The nyghtyngale, the poppyngy, the gayntyl (gentle ?) lavyrok. 

 Good ivy, what byrdys ast (hast) thou ? 

 None but the howlet, that " how, how !" 



Har. MS. 



