OF on that is so fayr and bright <br /> Velut maris stella, <br />Brighter than the day is light, <br /> Parens et puella: <br />Ic crie to the, thou see to me, <br />Levedy, preye thi Sone for me, <br /> Tam pia, <br />That ic mote come to thee <br /> Maria. <br /> <br />Al this world was for-lore <br /> Eva peccatrice, <br />Tyl our Lord was y-bore <br /> De te genetrice. <br />With ave it went away <br />Thuster nyth and comz the day <br /> Salutis; <br />The welle springeth ut of the, <br /> Virtutis. <br /> <br />Levedy, flour of alle thing, <br /> Rose sine spina, <br />Thu bere Jhesu, hevene king, <br /> Gratia divina: <br />Of alle thu ber'st the pris, <br />Levedy, quene of paradys <br /> Electa: <br />Mayde milde, moder es <br /> Effecta.<br /><br />Anonymous<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-hymn-to-the-virgin/
