Sous le dome epais
Ou le blanc jasmin
A la rose soassemble,
Sur la rive en fleurs,
Riant au matin,
Viens, descendons ensemble.
Doucement glissons;
De son flot charmant
Suivons le courant
Fuyant; Dans
Loonde fremissante.
Doune main nonchalante,
Viens, gagnons le bord
Ou la souree dort.
Et looiseau,
Looiseau chante.
Sous le dome epais,
Sous le blanc jasmin,
Ah! descendons ensemble!

I have wist, sin i couthe meen,
That children hath by candle light

I have wist, sin i couthe meen,
That children hath by candle light
Her shadewe on the wal iseen,
And ronne therafter all the night.

Bisy aboute they han they han ben
And whom they catchen it best wolde wene

I have wist, sin i couthe meen,
That children hath by candle light
The shadewe catchen they ne might,
For no lines that they couthe lay.
This shadewe i may likne aright
To this world and yesterday.

Bisy aboute they han they han ben
And whom they catchen it best wolde wene

I have wist, sin i couthe meen,
That children hath by candle light
Her shadewe on the wal iseen,
And ronne therafter all the night.

Bisy aboute they han they han ben
And whom they catchen it best wolde wene
Bisy aboute they han they han ben
And whom they catchen it best wolde wene