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28. Regina Celi Letare, II
[R]egina celi and Lady, letare,
Lemyng lely & in place of lyght,
Quia quem meruisti portare
Ve ben sett sempiterne in his syght.
Resurrexit as he sayde to the
By myracle of his grete myght.
Into heuyn ascendyd with humanyte,
Aboue the orders of Angelys bryght,
Gloryouse lady, gete vs that ryght
To thi ryall mansyon vnto be nome,
After the deth when we be dyght,
Maria virgo virginum.
Lemyng lely & in place of lyght,
Quia quem meruisti portare
Ve ben sett sempiterne in his syght.
Resurrexit as he sayde to the
By myracle of his grete myght.
Into heuyn ascendyd with humanyte,
Aboue the orders of Angelys bryght,
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To thi ryall mansyon vnto be nome,
After the deth when we be dyght,
Maria virgo virginum.
O kynde curatrix, to thi caytif kyd,
To cure oure sore þou keptyst a corn.
With-in thy bowelys thow bare a bryd,
The blessedyst blossum þat euer was born,
Oure holy lorde on the was hydde.
By hyrying of a Angels horn,
A mansuete message was the amydde,
Godys moder to be callyd at euyn & morn.
Lykly, lady, we were to be lorn,
And cast in seruage all & sum;
Make vs be founde thy face beforn,
Maria virgo virginum.
To cure oure sore þou keptyst a corn.
With-in thy bowelys thow bare a bryd,
The blessedyst blossum þat euer was born,
Oure holy lorde on the was hydde.
By hyrying of a Angels horn,
A mansuete message was the amydde,
Godys moder to be callyd at euyn & morn.
Lykly, lady, we were to be lorn,
And cast in seruage all & sum;
Make vs be founde thy face beforn,
Maria virgo virginum.
O pia, precyous, pure princes,
Pynnacle of price of thre persones,
Too bemes of blysse is thy bryghtnes,
Y-blessyd be ye in blode & bones!
Thy louely lyppys of bryghtnes
Lappe me fro longyng, lady, ones;
As ye be mayde of all myldenes,
& ther-to ryght, agayn all mones.
Thy dwellyng is in worthy wonys,
Exaltyd into þat heye solum.
Good lady, gouerne us fro gronys,
Maria virgo virginum.
Pynnacle of price of thre persones,
Too bemes of blysse is thy bryghtnes,
Y-blessyd be ye in blode & bones!
Thy louely lyppys of bryghtnes
Lappe me fro longyng, lady, ones;
As ye be mayde of all myldenes,
& ther-to ryght, agayn all mones.
Thy dwellyng is in worthy wonys,
Exaltyd into þat heye solum.
Good lady, gouerne us fro gronys,
Maria virgo virginum.
O clemens, castell of chastyte,
Coruna cristi, comely thyng,
Tabernakyll of the trynyte!
Full tendere was thy trewe louyng.
O Ioye, generosa of Iesse,
Ihū, thy Iewell, is oure Ioyyng.
O spes nostra, specyous to see,
Salue regina, to the we syng!
O mons, swete mary, when þat we myng,
The Fendys malyce hit doth ouercom.
Pray for vs to cryste, oure king,
Maria virgo virginum.
Coruna cristi, comely thyng,
Tabernakyll of the trynyte!
Full tendere was thy trewe louyng.
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Ihū, thy Iewell, is oure Ioyyng.
O spes nostra, specyous to see,
Salue regina, to the we syng!
O mons, swete mary, when þat we myng,
The Fendys malyce hit doth ouercom.
Pray for vs to cryste, oure king,
Maria virgo virginum.
O dulcis diamounde, deyre damesell,
Domina mundi, thow delykat dame,
Tronus dei thow art to tell,
Intemerata, turtyll tame.
O speciosa, syttyng in selle,
Þou saue vs sothly fro Satanas is shame,
Crist for vs, þat Iewys didde kelle,
Þat kyndely of thy cloyster came,
That babe hath bought vs fro oure blame,
Hys eyre to be euer in eternum.
Godis moder, gare vs to haue heuynly game,
Maria virgo virginum.
Domina mundi, thow delykat dame,
Tronus dei thow art to tell,
Intemerata, turtyll tame.
O speciosa, syttyng in selle,
Þou saue vs sothly fro Satanas is shame,
Crist for vs, þat Iewys didde kelle,
Þat kyndely of thy cloyster came,
That babe hath bought vs fro oure blame,
Hys eyre to be euer in eternum.
Godis moder, gare vs to haue heuynly game,
Maria virgo virginum.
O oryens splendryx, in syght specius,
As the splendaunt sonne sytth in space,
So shewyth your symylytude most glorius
To euery gost growyng in grace.
O prudent, puella precius,
The patron of heuyn pleyd in thi place.
O very Virgyn most vertuus,
& worshep ouer all wymmen þou hase,
Thyn humylyte exaltyd hase
Thy blod, þat wyll be to thy chylde bocsum,
Neuer to dwelle in hell duras,
Maria virgo virginum.
As the splendaunt sonne sytth in space,
So shewyth your symylytude most glorius
To euery gost growyng in grace.
O prudent, puella precius,
The patron of heuyn pleyd in thi place.
O very Virgyn most vertuus,
& worshep ouer all wymmen þou hase,
Thyn humylyte exaltyd hase
Thy blod, þat wyll be to thy chylde bocsum,
Neuer to dwelle in hell duras,
Maria virgo virginum.
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O sancta saluatryx, sett in saluacion,
Se to thy seruantys þat thei ben sure,
& put hem fro preuarycasion;
After ryȝtfullnys do not reddure.
Lett noȝt creaturys of thy chyldys creacyon
Be vnder the caytyuys of hell cure.
The well of mercy may make mediacyon,
Agayn all mysse that passyt mesure.
O quene, full queme to euery creature,
Pray that we may to the com,
To se thy trone & thy tresoure,
Maria virgo virginum.
Se to thy seruantys þat thei ben sure,
& put hem fro preuarycasion;
After ryȝtfullnys do not reddure.
Lett noȝt creaturys of thy chyldys creacyon
Be vnder the caytyuys of hell cure.
The well of mercy may make mediacyon,
Agayn all mysse that passyt mesure.
O quene, full queme to euery creature,
Pray that we may to the com,
To se thy trone & thy tresoure,
Maria virgo virginum.
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