by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Hey troly loly lo
Language: English
"Hey, troly loly lo, maid, whither go you?" "I go to the meadow to milk my cow." "Then at the meadow I will you meet, To gather the flowers both rare and sweet." "Nay, God forbid, that may not be! I wis my mother then shall us see." "Now in this meadow fair and green We may us sport and not be seen; Sith I love you, love me again; Let us make one, though we be twain." "Nay, in good faith, I'll not mell with you! I pray you, Sir, let me go milk my cow." "Then for this once I shall you spare; But the next time ye must beware, How in the meadow ye milk your cow. Adieu, farewell, and kiss me now!" "Nay, God forbid, that may not be! I wis my mother then shall us see."
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author ( 16th century )  [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Peter Warlock (1894 - 1930), "Hey troly loly lo", 1922, published 1922 [ voice and piano ] [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 18
Word count: 141