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spoken
and heard long before they were immortalized in ink for the first
time by a monk at the Priory of St. James, near Exeter,
England.
     
    Incidentally, he wrote the secular
poem on the back of a papal bull - out of carelessness or mischief.
Or perhaps he was the thrifty type.
     
    Bird on a Briar
    (Bryd One Brere) (Translation from the
Middle English)
     
    Bird on a briar, bird, bird on a
briar,
(Man)kind is come of love, love thus craves.
Blissful bird, have pity on me,
Or dig, love, dig thou for me my grave.

I am so blithe, so bright, bird on briar,
When I see that handmaid in the hall:
She is white of limb, lovely, true,
She is fair and flower of all.

Might I her at my will have,
Steadfast of love, lovely, true,
From my sorrow she may me save
Joy and bliss would wear me new

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
     
    Georgia Fox
has lived in many different places, including a canal boat, but
sadly never in a windmill or a lighthouse. Maybe that's next! She
loves good company, spicy food, thought-provoking erotica and
excellent brandy. She also enjoys pushing the
boundaries.
    In her life
she’s done a little bit of everything and somehow lived to tell the
tales.  Except those she's legally bound not to spill - for
now.
She doesn’t believe in
fairies, ghosts, flying saucers or conspiracy
theories.
    But she still
believes in love.
     
     
     

     
     
     
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