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The poems of John Audelay

Edited with introduction, notes and glossary [by Ella Keats Whiting]

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Hic incipiunt salutaciones beate Marie virginis. Hic transire caue nisi primo dicis aue. Sint semper sine ve qui michi dicit aue.

Hayle! Mare to þe I say;
Hayle! ful of grace, God is with þe;
Ha[y]le! blessid mot þou be, þou swete may,
Hayle! among al wemen so mot hit be;
Hayle! blessid be þe froyt of þi body;
Hayle! þe Hole Gost þe lyȝt withyn;
Hayle! þe moder of Crist þou art trewly;
Hayle! þou bare swe[t] Ihesus, amen.
Hayle! mayd, hayle! moder, hayle! vergyn swete,
Hayle! grawnt ham þe grace þat þus con þe grete.
Hayle! mayd merceful, hayle! fayryst of face,
Hayle! ale our hope of help al hone,
Hayle! meke, hayle! myld, myȝtfulst of grace,
Hayle! solans and socur to synful mon,
Hayle! vergyn, hayle! moder to Crist, Godis Son,

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Hayle! ȝe dysseruydyn, I say, honly,
To be a moder vnknowyn to mon,
Hayle! and to ȝef þi Sun sowke so mervesly;
Hayle! mayd, hayle! moder, hayle! vergyn swete,
Hayle! grawnt ham þi grace þat þus can þe grete.
Hayle! quene and empers of angelis ale,
Hayle! cumfordor of wreschis y-wis,
Hayle! cumford me ȝif I in sorow fale,
Hayle! fore my synns þat styyng is;
Ha[yl]! socore me in al synnys;
Hayle! ȝif not þi worchip fro me away;
Haile! moder of merce, hayl! makeles,
Hayle! quene of heuen, I þe pray;
Hayle! maid and moder, hayle! vergyn swete,
Hayle! grawnt ham þi grace þat þus gan þe grete.
Hayle! gracyous lady, excuse ȝe me
To Crist, þi Sune, þou swete may.
Hayle! I drede His wraþ in hert hyle;
Hayle! I trembil fore fere boþ nyȝt and day;
Hayle! I haue synyd to Him I say;
Hayle! vergyn Mary, wil not ȝe
Be wroþ with me fore euer and ay?
Hayle! ful of heuenle grace and of pete;
Hayle! mayd, hayle! moder, hayle! vergyn swete,
Hayle! grawnt ham þi grace þat þus con þe grete.
Hayle! be ȝe keper of hort myn;
Hayle! with dred of God marke ȝe me;
Hayle! ȝif me lyue of consians clene
And al [m]oner of oneste.
Hayle! grawnt me gra[ce] my synnus to fle,

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Hayle! fore to loue al ryȝtwysnes;
Hayle! vergen swete, blest mot ȝe be;
Hayle! seche anoþer was neuer, ne is;
Hayle! maid, hayle! moder, hayle! vergyn swete,
Hayle! grawnt ham þi grace þat þus con þe grete.
Hayle! among al wemen þat euer were bore,
Hayle! þi Sun maker of al þyng,
Hayle! He ches þe his moder hom before;
Hayle! þat Mare Mawdlen, þat synful þyng,
Hayle! He clansid here clene of here giltyng;
Hayle! He me þroȝ ȝour prayere,
He wype away al my synyng,
Hayle! fore loue of þe, His moder dere;
Hayle! mayde, haile! moder, hayle! vergyn swete,
Hayle! grawnt ham þi grace þat þus con þe grete.
Hayle! þe rose without þorne,
Hayle! medicyn of al our syne,
Hayle! pray þe Sun of þe was borne,
Hayle! He me saue fro temptacion þen,
Hayle! of þis word þat wyckid ben,
Þat steren me boþ nyȝt and day,
Hayle! euere our to dedle syn,
Hayle! saue me fro þe fyndis fray;
Hayle! mayd, hayle! moder, hayle! vergyn swete,
Hayle! grawnt ham þi grace þat þus con þe grete.
Hayle! ȝif I fal þroȝ my frelte,
Haile! grawnt me grace to ryse anon,
Haile! lest þe fynd is myn enmy;
Hayle! bryng me into disperacion;
Hayle! grawnt me trew confession,

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Hayle! and vere repentans,
Hayle! and ful satisfaccion,
Hayle! and fore my synys to do penans;
Haile! mayd, haile! moder, haile! vergyn swete,
Haile! grawnt ham þi grace þat þus can þe grete.
Haile! lad[y] for þi fyue ioys swete,
Hayle! þou hadist of þi dere Sune,
Haile! when Gabryel con þe grete,
Haile! and of His blisful burþ ale one,
Hayle! and of gloreus resureccion,
Hayle! and of His assencion meruely,
Hayle! and of þe ioyful assumsioun,
When angelis þe bere to heuen on hie;
Hayle! moder, haile! maide, haile! vergyn swete,
Haile! grawnt ham þi grace þat þus can þe grete.
O Ihesu, fore þese ioys v,
O Ihesu, þi moder had of þe,
O Ihesu, þat was boþ mayd and wyfe,
O Ihesu, so was no mo bot che;
O Ihesu, with al laudabelete
Þou crownd here quene, þat blisful floure,
O Ihesu, with alle onorabelete,
Within þi tabernakil in heuen toure;
O Ihesu, þi grace and þi mercy,
O Ihesu, fore þi moder loue, mayde Mary.
O Ihesu, þe Sun of þe Fader on hye,
O Ihesu, fore þe loue of þi moder,
O Ihesu, þat bere þe of here body,
O Ihesu, and fed þe with gret onour,
O Ihesu, bere þat blesful floure;

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O Ihesu, our help to vs ȝe be,
O Ihesu, boþ solans and socour,
O Ihesu, to þe soulis in purgatori,
O Ihesu, þi grace and þi mercy,
O Ihesu, fore þi moder loue, mayde Mary.
Thaȝ I be gilte, Lord, I þe pray,
O Ihesu, þou haue merce on me,
O Ihesu, of merce haue merce I say,
O Ihesu, a rewere foresoþ bene ȝe,
O Ihesu, my synys away do ȝe,
O Ihesu, clanse my hert within.
O Ihesu, Crist of al pete,
O þe Sun of God haue merce þen,
O Ihesu, þi grace and þi mercy,
O Ihesu, fore þe loue of mayd Mari.
And grawnt me s[t]idfast hope and trew beleue,
O Ihesu, and parfid charite,
O Ihesu, and good endyng without repreue;
O Ihesu, of al ȝifftis blest þe[se] be;
O Ihesu, ȝet more grawnt ȝe me
Fore þe loue of þi moder.
O Ihesu, in oure when we schul dye,
O Ihesu, my soule þat He sokore,
O Ihesu, þi grace and þi mercy,
O Ihesu, fore þe loue of þi moder Mari.
O Ihesu, þen clanse my herte within;
O Ihesu, my soule þou take to þe,
O Ihesu, þat I may worþle þen,
O Ihesu, ressayue þi blessid body.
O Ihesu, þi wraþ greue hit not me;

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O Ihesu, þi blod wasche me withyn,
Boþ bode and soule fore þi merce.
O Ihesu, fro þe fulþe of dedle syn,
O Ihesu, þi grace and þi merce,
O Ihesu, fore þi moder loue, mayde Mary.
O Ihesu, in þat our þat [I] schal dye,
O Ihesu, my good angel to me cum;
O Ihesu, mak him my keper be,
O Ihesu, to lede me to þi kyngdam,
O Ihesu, when deþ my body haþ slayne,
O Ihesu, þe secounde deþ toche not me;
When flesche and bons in erþ rotyn,
O Ihesu, my soule hit ryst with þe,
O Ihesu, þi grace and þi merce.
O Ihesu, when I schal ryse vp þe to se,
O Ihesu, at dredful domysday,
O Ihesu, me grawnt perpetualy
Ioy and blys fore euer and ay.
O þou moder of God, quene of heuen, I say,
O þou lady of þe word, of hele empers,
O þou moder of merce, I þe pray,
Þou grawnt me part of paradyse.
Hayle! maydyn, haile! moder, haile! vergyn swete,
Hayle! grawnt ham þe grace þat þus con þe grete.
I pray þe, Fadur omnipotent,
Graunt mercy to-fore þy iugement,
And alle þat don ȝow here seruyse.
O þou graunt hom part of paradyse,
Allmyȝty God, euer-lastyngle,
For holy Gabryel salutacion,

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And for þy blesful natiuite,
And for þy gloryouse resurexcion,
And for þy merueles ascencion,
And for þe assumpcion of oure ladye,
And for þes ioyes and coronacion
Þat Mary, þy modur, heo had of The,
For heere loue to vs graunt ȝe
To haue forȝeuenes of oure syn,
And from alle sorowes delyuered to be
And to haue euerlastyng ioyes, amen.
Wel ys hym þat wil and may
Say þis prayere eueryday.