_Nowel, nowel, nowel, nowel,_
_Tidings good I think to tell._
The boarës head that we bring here
Betokeneth a prince withouten peer
Is born this day to buy us dear.
_Nowel._
A boar is a sovereign beast
And acceptable in every feast:
So mote this Lord be to most and least.
_Nowel._
This boarës head we bring with song
In worship of Him that thus sprung
Of a virgin, to redress all wrong.
_Nowel._