Anonymous Americas

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Adam Lay Ibounden

Adam lay ibounden,
Bounden in a bond.
Four thousand winter
Thoght he not too long.
And all was for an appil,
And appil that he tok,
As clerkes finden
Wreten in here book.
Ne hadde the appil take ben,
The appil taken ben,
Ne hadde never our lady
A ben hevene quene.

Blessed be the time
That appil take was,
Therefore we moun singen
Deo gracias.

Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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Comments about Adam Lay Ibounden by Anonymous Americas

  • Blueblack (2/28/2018 7:04:00 PM)

    Freedom song needs 2 be our new national voice

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  • Heather WilkinsHeather Wilkins (7/29/2013 1:32:00 PM)

    Adam had to pay the price for taking that apple. a good read

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