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Mutat sua iura:
Virgo parit pura
Dei filium.
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Die Gedichte des Franziskaners Jakob Ryman | ||
XVIII. Ecce, quod natura
Mutat sua iura:
Virgo parit pura
Dei filium.
1
Bothe yonge and olde, take hede of this:The cours of nature chaunged is:
A mayde, that neuir did amys,
Hath borne oure sauyoure.
2
What tyme mankynde had done amysAnd for his mys was put fro blis,
A roose, a valent floure, i-wis,
Crist made springe of a thorne.
3
Criste hath made springe oute of a thorneA mayde, that hym mekely hath borne
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As pure, as lilly floure.
4
As a swete floure berith his odoure,This mayden myelde of grete honoure
Withouten maternall doloure
Oure sauyour hath borne.
5
Vpon a nyght an aungell brightFrom blis downe light saiyng full right:
‘Thurgh goddes myght a worthy wight
Hath borne oure savyoure.’
6
Than kingis three fro ferre cuntreIn her degre came for to se
This king so free of magestee,
That in Bedleme was borne.
Die Gedichte des Franziskaners Jakob Ryman | ||