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[XIV.] [Another Prayer to the Uirgin Mary.]

Marie Modur, Qwen of heuene,
Þenk on me and here my steuene!
Marie Meke and Mylde of mood,
ffor loue of þat holy Rood,
Marie, þat þou seȝe on Rode
Whon þou bi þi sone stode,
Marie, þat Ran out of his syde
fforte falle þe fendes pryde,
Marie, ȝif me knowynge of my synne,
And let me neuere die þer-Inne;
Marie, schild me from vueles alle,
And let me neuere in fondynge falle.
Marie, prei for me þi sone
Þat myn herte euere on him mone,
Marie, to louen him ouer alle þyng
Wiþ herte trewe to myn endyng.
Marie, i preye þe Meke and Mylde,
ffor loue of þi swete childe,
Marie, my scheld beo aȝeyn þe fende
Whon I schal out of þis world wende.
Marie, of myn ende is al my drede,
Of my sunnes and of my misdede:
Marie, forþi þou rewe on me,
Þat I þorwh þe may I-saued be.
Marie, Mi ffrendes, quike and dede,
Þou hem wisse and þou hem rede,
Marie, In to þat holy blis
Þer Ihesu crist him-seluen is.
Marie, at my deþ whon I schal fare
Out of þis world, droupe and dare,
Marie, help me þenne as on of þyne,
And bring me out of serwe and pyne,
Marie, in to blisse, wiþ þe to wone,
ffor Ihesu loue, þi deore sone.
AMEN.