Adam lay ybounden,
bounden in a bond,
Four thousand winter
thought he not too long;
And al was for an apple,
an apple that he took,
As clerkes finden writen,
writen in hire book.
Ne hadde the apple taken been,
the apple taken been,
Ne hadde nevere Oure Lady
ybeen hevene Queen.
Blessed be the time
that apple taken was:
Therefore we mown singen
Deo Grattias.