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22. Ave Gloriosa
Ane deuoit orisoun To oure Lady The Virgin mary, Callit Aue Gloriosa
Haill! Glaid and glorius,
Haill! virgin hevinnis queyne,
Haill! grane maist glorius
That Is or euer hes bene—
Off the, mary, I mene.
Haill! virgin hevinnis queyne,
Haill! grane maist glorius
That Is or euer hes bene—
Off the, mary, I mene.
Haill! plant maist Precius
ffor manis medicyne,
Thow wesche all vicius
The flesche for to refrene
And keipe our conscience cleyne.
ffor manis medicyne,
Thow wesche all vicius
The flesche for to refrene
And keipe our conscience cleyne.
Haill! cumly cristell cleir
Aboue þe ordouris nyne,
Als blith as bird on brer,
On ws synnaris to schyne
Off thy deuoit doctryne.
Aboue þe ordouris nyne,
Als blith as bird on brer,
On ws synnaris to schyne
Off thy deuoit doctryne.
HAill! CRistis mothir Deir
And doctrix maist diuine,
Oure harmes for till heir
Thy eir till ws inclyne,
And saife our saulis fra pyne.
And doctrix maist diuine,
Oure harmes for till heir
Thy eir till ws inclyne,
And saife our saulis fra pyne.
Haill! Seder Scheyne, Haill! virgine cleyne,
Ay glemmand into glore,
Haill! cipros greyne, Haill! fra the, Soleyne,
Our saullis saif fra Sore,
To synnaris send Succour.
Ay glemmand into glore,
Haill! cipros greyne, Haill! fra the, Soleyne,
Our saullis saif fra Sore,
To synnaris send Succour.
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Haill! well & weyne Off grace bedeyne,
Till cairfull creatour;
To the we meyne Oure caris keyne,
Thou art our trew tressour,
Off bewte the mirrour.
Till cairfull creatour;
To the we meyne Oure caris keyne,
Thou art our trew tressour,
Off bewte the mirrour.
Thow flagrant flour Off sueit Sapoure,
Haill! Deire Dochter of Ann,
In thy closour our Saluiour
Wes Iounit god and man,
In the oure grace began.
Haill! Deire Dochter of Ann,
In thy closour our Saluiour
Wes Iounit god and man,
In the oure grace began.
Haill! brichtest Sterne, Haill! licht lucern,
Off vertu well but vice,
Thow ws gouerne ffra feindis Inferne,
O port of parradice,
Thou precius perle of prise.
Off vertu well but vice,
Thow ws gouerne ffra feindis Inferne,
O port of parradice,
Thou precius perle of prise.
O mary meik, we the beseik,
Befor þe Iuge quhen sall meit,
Off thy prayer we þe require,
Defend ws fra our fa
On dreidfull domesday.
Befor þe Iuge quhen sall meit,
Off thy prayer we þe require,
Defend ws fra our fa
On dreidfull domesday.
O madin myld That bur þe child,
Quhilk for the gilt
And gret misdeid He sore did bleid
On croce on gude friday
And wesche ws fra all wa.
Quhilk for the gilt
And gret misdeid He sore did bleid
On croce on gude friday
And wesche ws fra all wa.
Thow art the band of our blising,
Doun discending fra dauid king;
Our souerane of þe did spring,
The way of verryte,
O mothir of mercy.
Doun discending fra dauid king;
Our souerane of þe did spring,
The way of verryte,
O mothir of mercy.
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PErfit plesand and moist benyng,
But pryde, pacient attour all thing,
Thy haly hand to bliss ws bring,
Thou trone of Salomone,
Thou fleis of gedeoun,
Thou mothir and mad allone,
But carnall corrupcioun.
But pryde, pacient attour all thing,
Thy haly hand to bliss ws bring,
Thou trone of Salomone,
Thou fleis of gedeoun,
Thou mothir and mad allone,
But carnall corrupcioun.
Thou cheif of chaistite,
Thow well of virginite,
At the we seik suppley
Agains our enemye.
Thow well of virginite,
At the we seik suppley
Agains our enemye.
BEfor our Lord Meis all discord,
Thou be our beild fra blame;
We be restord To ferme concord,
Beseiking his haly name.
Thou be our beild fra blame;
We be restord To ferme concord,
Beseiking his haly name.
HAill! wilsum wicht Thow counsall richt
ffra falset and defame,
Mothir of mycht, Baith day and nicht
Scheild ws fra Syn & schame.
ffra falset and defame,
Mothir of mycht, Baith day and nicht
Scheild ws fra Syn & schame.
Thow cleir clarite Off Sapour sueit,
The haly spreit The purifyit,
And maid the meit Our blis to beit,
Specull of pulcritude,
Thou seid of Sanctitude.
The haly spreit The purifyit,
And maid the meit Our blis to beit,
Specull of pulcritude,
Thou seid of Sanctitude.
ffor grace we greit Befor thy feit,
With teris weit And hert contret,
Thi mirthis meit In hevinnis streit
Schawand thy Celsitude
With glore and gratitud.
With teris weit And hert contret,
Thi mirthis meit In hevinnis streit
Schawand thy Celsitude
With glore and gratitud.
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Haill! fairest forme of face,
To saulis succour send,
And Len ws tyme & space
Oure mis for till amend,
ffra dewillis ws defend.
To saulis succour send,
And Len ws tyme & space
Oure mis for till amend,
ffra dewillis ws defend.
Haill! ground of all our grace,
We ws to the commend;
The blis of hevin ws brace,
Off þis warld quhen we wend.
We ws to the commend;
The blis of hevin ws brace,
Off þis warld quhen we wend.
Amen finis.
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