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Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell. Who ys there that syngith so nowell, nowell?

I am here, syre cristsmasse; Well come, my lord s$r$ c$ꝛ$stsmasse, Welcome to vs all bothe more & lasse, Com ner, nowell. Dievs wous garde, brewe s$rs$, tydȳgꝯ y zow bryng, A mayde hath born a chylde full zong, The weche causeth zew for to syng, Nowell. Criste is now born of a pure mayde, In an oxe stalle he ys layde, Wher'for syng we alle atte abrayde, Nowell. Bevvex bien par tutte la company, Make gode chere & be ryght mery, And syng w$t$ vs now ioyfully, Nowell.