A Hymn to the Virgin

By Anonymous

13th Century

OF on that is so fayr and bright
         Velut maris stella,
Brighter than the day is light,
         Parens et puella:
Ic crie to the, thou see to me,
Levedy, preye thi Sone for me,
         Tam pia,
That ic mote come to thee
         Maria.

Al this world was for-lore
         Eva peccatrice,
Tyl our Lord was y-bore
         De te genetrice.
With ave it went away
Thuster nyth and comz the day
         Salutis;
The welle springeth ut of the,
         Virtutis.

Levedy, flour of alle thing,
         Rose sine spina,
Thu bere Jhesu, hevene king,
         Gratia divina:
Of alle thu ber'st the pris,
Levedy, quene of paradys
         Electa:
Mayde milde, moder es
         Effecta.

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