Luyện nghe bài hát Pearl

The dubberment of down and dales
Of wode and water and plaines
Bilde in me bliss, my bales
my stress, destroyed my paines
Down after a that drightly hales
I bowed in bliss, bredful my
The I folwed those floty vales
The more of joye myn herte straines
As fares theras ho fraines
solace ho sende other elles sore
The wye to wham hir ho waines
Hittes to have ay more and

of wele was in that wise
Than I couth thagh I tom hade
For herte might not suffise
To the dole of tho gladness glade
For thy I that paradise
Was there other gain tho brade
I hoped the water a devise
Between mirthes by made
Beyonde the brook, by slent slade
I hoped mote inerked wore
Bot the was depe, I dorst not wade
And me longed ay more and more

and more and yet well mare
Me liste to see the beyonde
For if hit was fair there I can
Well was the firre londe
Aboute me con I and stare
To finde a forth faste con I
Bot wothes mo ywis there
The I stalled by the stronde
And ever me thoght I not wonde
For wo there weles so winne
newe note me com on honed
That meved my more and more