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24. Ave Regina Celorum, II
Oft all þe bryddus þat euer ȝeyt were,
so fayre, so freche as þer is wone,
Was neuer ȝeyt myȝt be here pere,
Made of fleche, blode and bon̄e.
This bryde sche ys wittouttyne pere,
And perles euyre-more schall be;
Wherefore I þynke, in good manere,
To hayle here witt an aue.
A blessyte frut schew forthe gane bry[ng],
ffor vs dethe soffyrde alle & somme;
There-fore to hure now wyle I synge,
Ave regyna celorume.
so fayre, so freche as þer is wone,
Was neuer ȝeyt myȝt be here pere,
Made of fleche, blode and bon̄e.
This bryde sche ys wittouttyne pere,
And perles euyre-more schall be;
Wherefore I þynke, in good manere,
To hayle here witt an aue.
A blessyte frut schew forthe gane bry[ng],
ffor vs dethe soffyrde alle & somme;
There-fore to hure now wyle I synge,
Ave regyna celorume.
hayle be þu! mare, bleyssyd foode,
And blessyd mot þu euyre be!
Thow se þy sone vppon þe rovde;
ffor owre syne dethe soffyrd he—
he was full mercyfull & ful good,
When he for vs syche payne wold dre;
His mercy passytȝ all erthely good.
þer-fore we pray þe with hert fre,
þu helpe vs, lady, as þu may beste,
And gravnt vs þat we may come
There þu art callyd, witt most & leste,
M[a]tere regys angelorum.
And blessyd mot þu euyre be!
Thow se þy sone vppon þe rovde;
ffor owre syne dethe soffyrd he—
he was full mercyfull & ful good,
When he for vs syche payne wold dre;
His mercy passytȝ all erthely good.
þer-fore we pray þe with hert fre,
þu helpe vs, lady, as þu may beste,
And gravnt vs þat we may come
There þu art callyd, witt most & leste,
M[a]tere regys angelorum.
Hayle be þu! now wyrgyne clere,
The holly gost lyȝt þe witt-In;
Thow bare a chyld of gret powere,
A neuer was fylyd witt no syne.
Thow stod full stylle witt myld chere
And hyme consaywyd witt mykyl wynne.
He perssyd þi wombe as son soo clere,
And ȝeyt þu was a cleyne wyrgyne.
Of alle wyrgyns, þu art callyd modyre,
þat euer bare lyfe vndyre-nethe þe sone,
I say by þe & by no nodyre,
O mater flos virginum.
The holly gost lyȝt þe witt-In;
Thow bare a chyld of gret powere,
A neuer was fylyd witt no syne.
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And hyme consaywyd witt mykyl wynne.
He perssyd þi wombe as son soo clere,
And ȝeyt þu was a cleyne wyrgyne.
Of alle wyrgyns, þu art callyd modyre,
þat euer bare lyfe vndyre-nethe þe sone,
I say by þe & by no nodyre,
O mater flos virginum.
Haylle be þu! quene moste comely,
þat euyr was formyd both fare & nere!
Therefore I hayle þe worschypfully—
In all þe world was neuer þy pere.
Thy sone ys kynge moste worthy & myȝty,
ffor ouer alle thyngus ys his powere.
And welle I wote & lefe fully
he wylle deme þe best prayere;
þerefor þu pray þat bleyssydfull kynge,
þat þe blys in-with þe may wonne,
þere as þu art euer, with ray schynnyng
Velud rosa wel lylyom.
þat euyr was formyd both fare & nere!
Therefore I hayle þe worschypfully—
In all þe world was neuer þy pere.
Thy sone ys kynge moste worthy & myȝty,
ffor ouer alle thyngus ys his powere.
And welle I wote & lefe fully
he wylle deme þe best prayere;
þerefor þu pray þat bleyssydfull kynge,
þat þe blys in-with þe may wonne,
þere as þu art euer, with ray schynnyng
Velud rosa wel lylyom.
hayl be þu! now fayrryst of face,
Thyn eerys to vs þu wolt inclyne.
We pray þe pray for ovre trespas,
þat we be sawyd frome helle pyne.
þu gravnt vs for þi mekull grace,
as þu arte emprys of helle & heyuyn,
Defend vs frome þe ffeynndus mallys,
And lete vs neuer with hyme be evyne.
To þe, lady, now dewoutlye
We aske hit witt dewocyoune,
That þu pray for vs full herttely,
ffunde preces ad felium.
Thyn eerys to vs þu wolt inclyne.
We pray þe pray for ovre trespas,
þat we be sawyd frome helle pyne.
þu gravnt vs for þi mekull grace,
as þu arte emprys of helle & heyuyn,
Defend vs frome þe ffeynndus mallys,
And lete vs neuer with hyme be evyne.
To þe, lady, now dewoutlye
We aske hit witt dewocyoune,
That þu pray for vs full herttely,
ffunde preces ad felium.
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Hayle be þu nowe! most worthy flovre
That euer was vppone þe grovnde,
ffor þu arte emprys of þe heyȝthyst tovre
That euer ȝete was I-fond.
In þat hyþe place þu hast hovnowre,
As þu arte worthy, of fre & bond,
ffor þer ys Ioy with-ovte dolovre,
And blyse euer-more I vndure-stonde.
Vnto þat blys, lady, vs brynge,
Where þu art quene of alle and some;
þu pray þi sone, þer he his kynge,
Pro salute fydellium.
That euer was vppone þe grovnde,
ffor þu arte emprys of þe heyȝthyst tovre
That euer ȝete was I-fond.
In þat hyþe place þu hast hovnowre,
As þu arte worthy, of fre & bond,
ffor þer ys Ioy with-ovte dolovre,
And blyse euer-more I vndure-stonde.
Vnto þat blys, lady, vs brynge,
Where þu art quene of alle and some;
þu pray þi sone, þer he his kynge,
Pro salute fydellium.
þu grant vs, lady, ovre askynge,
As we can to [non] nodyre calle;
But when we euer eyllys anny þinge
One þe we cry, bothe one & alle.
þer-for, lady, make herkenynge
Vnto vs synfull or þat we falle,
That we may at oure hyndynge
To dweylle with þe in þi hyȝe halle.
Now, lady, make vs þis be-heste,
That we may come to þe alle & some—
Then may we synnge, bothe Most & leste,
Ave regyna celorome.
As we can to [non] nodyre calle;
But when we euer eyllys anny þinge
One þe we cry, bothe one & alle.
þer-for, lady, make herkenynge
Vnto vs synfull or þat we falle,
That we may at oure hyndynge
To dweylle with þe in þi hyȝe halle.
Now, lady, make vs þis be-heste,
That we may come to þe alle & some—
Then may we synnge, bothe Most & leste,
Ave regyna celorome.
Et C.
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