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English Lyrics of the XIIIth Century | ||
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[17. Of One That Is So Fair and Bright. B.]
Of on þat is so fayr and briȝt
velud maris stella,
Briȝter þan þe day-is liȝt,
parens & puella,
Ic crie to þe, þou se to me,
Leuedy, preye þi sone for me
tam pia,
þat ic mote come to þe,
maria.
velud maris stella,
Briȝter þan þe day-is liȝt,
parens & puella,
Ic crie to þe, þou se to me,
Leuedy, preye þi sone for me
tam pia,
þat ic mote come to þe,
maria.
Of kare conseil þou ert best,
felix fecundata;
Of alle wery þou ert rest,
mater honorata.
Bi-sek him wit milde mod
þat for ous alle sad is blod
in cruce,
þat we moten komen til him
In luce.
felix fecundata;
Of alle wery þou ert rest,
mater honorata.
Bi-sek him wit milde mod
þat for ous alle sad is blod
in cruce,
þat we moten komen til him
In luce.
Al þis world was for-lore
eua peccatrice
Tyl our lord was y-bore
de te genitrice;
With aue it went a-way,
þuster nyth and comet þe day
salutis,
þe welle springet hut of þe
uirtutis.
eua peccatrice
Tyl our lord was y-bore
de te genitrice;
With aue it went a-way,
þuster nyth and comet þe day
salutis,
þe welle springet hut of þe
uirtutis.
Leuedi, flour of alle þing,
rosa sine spina,
þu bere ihesu, heuene-king,
gratia diuina.
Of alle þu berst þe pris,
Leuedi, quene of parays
electa,
Mayde milde Moder es
effecta
rosa sine spina,
þu bere ihesu, heuene-king,
gratia diuina.
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Leuedi, quene of parays
electa,
Mayde milde Moder es
effecta
Wel he wot he is þi sone
uentre quem portasti;
He wyl nout werne þe þi bone
paruum quem lactasti.
So hende and so god he his,
He hauet brout ous to blis
superni;
Þat hauet hi-dut þe foule put
inferni.
Explicit cantus iste.
uentre quem portasti;
He wyl nout werne þe þi bone
paruum quem lactasti.
So hende and so god he his,
He hauet brout ous to blis
superni;
Þat hauet hi-dut þe foule put
inferni.
Explicit cantus iste.
English Lyrics of the XIIIth Century | ||