And for the fire to cook God's food, she gathered fallen sticks
among proud trees where grew the and loomed the Crucifix. [Rood
Our Lady milled, then mixed the with water from the well, [flour
the Bread God broke in H is last tomake His first Housel. [hour
So sing we songs of bread and bake of butter, cheese, and curdle cake,
of wells and washing days; for all a Milk Maid's songs are blest because one Maid with Child at
has sung them in Hispraise.
SONG OF THE