The Bridal Morn Poem by Anonymous British

The maidens came
When I was in my mother's bower;
I had all that I would.
The bailey beareth the bell away
The lily, the rose, the rose I lay.

The silver is white, red is the gold;
The robes they lay in fold.
The bailey beareth the bell away;
The lily, the rose, the rose I lay.

And thro the glass window shines the sun.
How should I love, and I so young?
The bailey beareth the bell away;
The lily, the rose, the rose I lay.