Ivy, chief of trees it is
1. The most worthy she is in town,
He that saith other doth amiss;
And worthy to bear the crown;
Veni coronaberis.
2. Ivy is soft and meek of speech,
Against all bale she is bliss;
Well is he that may her reach,
Veni coronaberis.
3. Ivy is green with colour bright,
Of all trees best she is;
And that I prove well now be right,
Veni coronaberis.
4. Ivy beareth berries black;
God grant us all His bliss,
For there shall we nothing lack:
Veni coronaberis.
Words and Music: Traditional English - Source: William Henry Husk, Songs of the Nativity (London: John Camden Hotten, 1868); from a manuscript in the 15th Century.
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