Melismata: The Three Ravens

There were three Rauens sat on a tree,
Downe a downe, hay downe, hay downe.
And they were as blacke as they might be, with a downe.
Then one of them said to his mate,
Where shall we our breakefast take?
With a downe derrie, derrie, derrie, downe, downe.
Downe in yonder greene field,
Downe a downe, hay downe, hay downe.
There lies a Knight slain under his shield, with a downe.
His hounds they lie downe at his feete
So well they can their Master keepe
With a downe derrie, derrie, derrie, downe, downe.
His Hawkes they lie so eagerly,
Downe a downe, hay downe, hay downe.
There is no fowle that dare him come nie, with a downe.
Downe there comes a fallow Doe,
As great with yong as she might goe
With a downe derrie, derrie, derrie, downe, downe.
She lifted up his bloudy head,
Downe a downe, hay downe, hay downe.
And kist his wounds that were so red, with a downe.
She got him up upon her backe
And carried him to an earthen lake.
With a downe derrie, derrie, derrie, downe, downe.
She buried him before the prime,
Downe a downe, hay downe, hay downe.
She was dead her self ere euen-song time, with a downe.
God sent euery gentleman,
Such haukes, such hounds, and such a Leman
With a downe derrie, derrie, derrie, downe, downe.