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19. Of a rose sing we
Of a rose singë we,
Misterium mirabile.
Misterium mirabile.
[1]
This rose is railed on a rys;She hath brought the Prince of price,
And in this timë sooth it is,
Viri sine semine.
2
This rose is red of colour bright,Thro whom our joyë gan alight
Upon a Christësmassë night,
Claro David germine.
3
Of this rose was Christ y-bore,To save mankind that was forlore,
And us allë from sinnës sore,
Prophetarum carmine.
4
This rose, of flowrës she is flower;She ne will fadë for no shower;
To sinful men she sent succour,
Mira plenitudine.
5
This rose is so fair of hue;In maid Mary that is so true
Y-bornë was Lord of virtue,
Salvator sine crimine.
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