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§15 Blissid be that lady bryght That bare a chyld of great myght, Withouten peyne, as it was right, Mayd mother Marye. Goddys Sonne is borne; His moder is a maid, Both after and beforne, As the prophycy said, With ay; A wonder thyng it is to se How mayden and moder on may be. Was there never nonne but she, Maid moder Mary. The great Lord of heaven Owr servant is becom Thorow Gabriels stevyn, Owre kynd have benom, With ay; A wonder thyng it is to se How lord and servant on may be. Was ther never nonne but he, Born of maid Marye. Two sons togyther, they Owght to shyne bryght; So did that fayer ladye Whan Jesu in her light, With ay; A wonder thyng is fall: The Lord that bought fre and thrall Is found in an assis stall By his moder Mary. The sheperdes in her region, Thei lokyd into heaven; Thei se an angell commyng doun That said with myld steven, With ay, Joy be to God almyght, And pece in therth to man is dyte, For God was born on Chrismes nyght Of his moder Marye. Thre kynges of great noblay, Whan that child was born, To hym they tok the redy wa And kneled hym beforn, With ay; These three kynges cam fro fare Thorow ledyng of a stare And offered hym gold, encence, and mure, And to hys modere Mary. §16 Nu this fules singet and maket hure blisse, And that gres up thringet and leved the ris; Of on ic wille singen that is makeles: The king of halle kinges to moder he hire ches. Heo his wituten sunne and wituten hore, Icumen of kinges cunne of Gesses more; The Loverd of monkinne of hire was yboren To bringen us hut of sunne, elles wue weren forlore. Gabriel hire grette and saide hire, "Ave! Marie, ful of grace, ure Lover be uit thee; The frut of thire wombe ibleset mot id be. Thu sal go with chide, for sout ic suget thee." And thare gretinke that angle havede ibrout, He gon to bithenchen and meinde hire thout. He saide to then angle, "Hu may tiden this? Of monnes ymone nout y nout iuis." Mayden heo was uid childe and maiden her biforen And maiden ar sothent hire chid was iboren; Maiden and moder nas never non wimon boten he: Wel mitte he berigge of Godes Sune be. Iblessed beo that suete chid and the moder ec And the suete broste that hire sone sec; Ihered ibe the time that such chid uas iboren, That lesed al of pine that aree was forlore. : 1 §17 Alleluya! Now wel may we merthis make: For us Jesus manhode hath take, Only for our synnes sake, Gaudeamus. A kynge of kynges now forth is brought Of a maide that synned nought Nother in ded, nother in thought, Res miranda. An angel of cunsel this day is borne Of a maide y seide beforne, For to save that was forlorne, Sol de stella. That sunne hath never doun goynge, Nother his lyght no tyme lesynge; The sterre is evermore shynynge, Semper clara. Right as the sterre bryngeth forth a bem Of whom ther cometh a mervelus strem, So childede the maide withoute wem, Pari forma. §18 Mary so myelde of hert and myende Hath borne a child to save mankyende. Mary so myelde and good of fame, By vertu of the Holy Goost, Hath borne a chielde, Jhesus by name, To save mankyende, the whiche was lost. Marie so myelde in hert and myende, As Gabriell to her behight, Hath borne a chielde to save mankyende, The Son of God and king of myght. Marie so myelde, that quene of grace, Hath borne a chielde — scripture seith soo — To bringe mankyende out of that place Where is bothe peyne and endeles woo. Mary so myelde in worde and thought Hath borne a chielde, Jhesus soo good, The whiche ayene mankyende hath bought On the roode tree with his hert bloode. Mary so myelde in dede and wille Hath borne a chielde that made alle thing, To whom al thing obeyeth by skille As to theire prince, theire lorde and king. Mary so myelde, so pure and clene, Unto hir chielde, that hath no pere, By hir mekenes she is a meane That we shalle come to heven quere. Mary so myelde, moder and may, Hath borne a chielde by hir mekenesse That shall bringe us at Domes Day Fro thraldom, peyn, woo, and distresse. §19 My Fader above, beholdying thy mekenesse, As dewe on rosis doth his bawme sprede, Sent his Gost, most soverayne of clennes, Into thy brest, a rose of wommanhede, Whan I for man was borne in my manhede; For whiche with rosis of hevenly influence I me rejoyse to pley in thy presence. Benyng moder, who first dide inclose The blessed budde that sprang out of Jesse, Thow of Juda the verray perfite rose, Chose of my Fader for thyn humylité Without fadyng most clennest to bere me; For whiche with roses of chast innocence, I me rejoyse to pley in thi presence. O Moder, Moder, of mercy most habounde, Fayrest moder that ever was alyve: Though I for man have many a bloody wounde, Among theym alle there be rosis fyve, Agayne whos mercy fiendis may nat stryve; Mankynde to save, best rosis of defence, Whan they me pray for helpe in thy presence. §20 Ther is no rose of swych vertu As is the rose that bare Jesu. Ther is no rose of swych vertu As is the rose that bar Jesu, Alleluia. For in this rose conteynyd was Heven and erthe in lytyl space, Res miranda. Be that rose we may weel see That he is God in personys thre, Pari forma. The aungelys sungyn the sheperdes to: Gloria in excelsis Deo! Gaudeamus. Leve we al this wordly merthe And folwe we this joyful berthe; Transeamus. §21 Holy moder, that bere Cryst, Buggere of monkunde, Thou art gat of hevene blisse That prest wey gyfst and bunde. 2 Thou sterre of se, rer op the volk That rysing haveht in munde. In thee thou bere thyn holy Vader, That mayden were after and rather, Wharof so wondreth kunde. Of Gabrieles mouthe Thou vonge thylke Ave; Lesne ous of sunne nouthe, So woe bisecheth thee. Amen. §22 Syng we, syng we, Regina celi, letare! Holy maydyn, blyssid thu be, Godes Sone is born of thee; The Fader of hevene worchepe we: Regina celi, letare! Heyl wyf, heyl maydyn, heyl brytgh of ble, Heyl dowter, heyl suster, heyl ful of peté, Heyl chosyn to tho personys thre: Regina celi, letare! Thu art empresse of hevene so fre, Worthi maydyn in magesté; Now worchepe we the Trenyté. Regina celi, letare! Lady, so lovely, so goodly to se, So buxsum in thi body to be, Thu art his moder for humylité, Regina celi, letare! These ben curteys kynges of solumnté; They worchepyd thi sone with umylité, Milde Mary, thus rede we: Regina celi, letare! So gracius, so precyows in ryalté, Thus jentyl, thus good, thus fynd we, Ther is non swych in non cuntré. Regina celi, letare! And therfore knel we doun on our kne, This blyssid berthe worchepe we, This is a song: humylyté! Regina celi, letare! §23 Lullay, myn lykyng, my dere sone, myn swetyng, Lullay, my dere herte, myn owyn dere derlyng. I saw a fayr maydyn syttyn and synge; Sche lullyd a lytyl chyld, a swete lordying. That eche Lord is that that made alle thinge; Of alle lordis he is Lord, of all kynges Kyng. Ther was mekyl melody at that chyldes berthe; Alle tho wern in hevene blys, thei made mekyl merth. Aungele bryght, thei song that nyght and seydyn to that chyld, "Blyssid be thou, and so be sche that is bothe mek and myld." Prey we now to that chyld, and to his moder dere, Grawnt hem his blyssying that now makyn chere. §24 "Ler to loven as I love thee; On al my limes thu mith i-se Hou sore thei quaken for colde; For thee I suffre michil wo. Love me, suete, an no mo; To thee I take an holde." Jesu, swete sone dere, In porful bed thu list nou here, And that me grevet sore. For thi credel is als a bere, Ox and asse ben thi fere; Wepen mai I ther fore. Jesu, swete, beo nout wroth; I have neither clut ne cloth Thee inne for to folde, I ne have but a clut of a lappe; Therfore ley thi fet to my pappe And kepe thee fro the colde. Cold thee taket, I may wel se, For love of man it mot be Thee to suffren wo; For bet it is thu suffre this Than man forbere hevene blis. Thu most him bighen therto. Sithen it most nedes that thu be ded To saven man for the qued, Thi suete wil be do. But let me nouth duellen her to longe After thi det me underfonge To ben for everemo. Amen. §25 Lullay, lullay, la, lullay, My dere moder, lullay. Als I lay upon a nith Alone in my longging Me thouthe I sau a wonder sith, A maiden child rokking. The maiden wolde withouten song Hire child o slepe bringge; 3 The child thouthte sche dede him wrong And bad his moder sengge. "Sing nou, Moder," seide that child, "Wat me sal befalle Here after wan I cum to eld; So don modres alle. "Ich a moder treuly That kan hire credel kepe Is wone to lullen lovely And singgen hire child o slepe. "Suete moder, fair and fre, Sithen that it is so, I preye thee that thu lulle me And sing sumwat therto." "Suete sone," seyde sche, "Weroffe suld I singge? Wist I nevere yet more of thee But Gabrieles gretingge. "He grette me godli on is kne And seide, >Heil Marie, Ful of grace, God is with thee! Beren thu salt Messye.' "I wondrede michil in my thouth, For man wold I rith none. >Marie,' he seide, >drede thee nouth: Lat God of hevene alone. "'The Holi Gost sal don al this.' He seyde withouten wone That I sulde beren mannis blis, Thee, my suete sone. "He seide, 'Thu salt beren a king In King Davitis see In al Jacobs woniing Ther king suld he be.' "He seyde that Elizabeth, That baraine was before, A child conceyved hath; To me leve thu the more. "I ansuered blethely, For his word me paiyede, 'Lo, Godis servant her am I; Be et as thu me seyde.' "Ther, als he seide, I thee bare On midwenter nith, In maydened withouten kare Be grace of God almith. "The sepperdis that wakkeden in the wolde Herden a wonder mirthe Of angles ther, as thei tolde, In time of thi birthe. "Suete sone, sikirly No more kan I say And if I koude fawen wold I To don al at thi pay." "Moder," seide that suete thing, "To singen I sal thee lere Wat me fallet to suffring And don wil I am here. "Wanne the sevene daiyes ben don, Rith as Habraham wasce, Kot sal I ben with a ston In a wol tendre place. "Wanne the tuelve dayyes ben do, Be leding of a stere Thre kingges me sul seke tho With gold, ensens, and mirre. "The fourti day, to fille the lawe, We solen to temple ifere Ther Simeon sal thee sey a sawe That changen sal thi chere. "Wan I am tuelve yer of elde, Joseph and thu, murningge, Solen me finden, Moder milde, In the temple techingge. "Til I be thretti at the leste I sal nevere fro thee suerve, But ay, Moder, ben at thin heste, Joseph and thee to serve. "Wan the thretti yer ben spent, I mot beginne to fille Werfore I am hidre sent, Thoru my Fadres wille. "Jon Baptist of merite most Sal baptize me be name; Than my Fader and the Holi Gost Solen witnessen wat I ame. "I sal ben tempted of Satan, That fawen is to fonde, The same wise that was Adam, But I sal betre withstonde. "Disciples I sal gadere And senden hem for to preche The lawes of my Fader In al this werld to teche. "I sal ben so simple And to men so conning That most partiye of the puple Sal wiln maken me king." "Suete sone," than seyde sche, "No sorwe sulde me dere, Miht I yet that day se A king that thu were." "Do wey, Moder," seide that suete, "Therfor kam I nouth, But for to ben pore and bales bete That man was inne brouth. "Therfore wan to and thretti yer ben don And a litel more, Moder, thu salt maken michil mon And seen me deyye sore. "The sarpe swerde of Simeon Perse sal thin herte, For my care of michil won Sore thee sal smerte. "Samfuly for I sal deyye, Hangende on the rode; For mannis ransoun sal I payye Myn owen herte blode." "Allas, Sone," seyde that may, "Sithen that it is so, Worto sal I biden that day, To beren thee to this wo?" "Moder," he seide, "Tak et lithte, For liven I sal ageyne, And in thi kinde thoru my mith, For elles I wrouthte in weyne. "To my Fader I sal wende In myn manhed to hevene; The Holigost I sal thee sende With hise sondes sevene. "I sal thee taken wan time is To me at the laste To ben with me, Moder, in blis; Al this than have I caste. "Al this werld demin I sal At the dom risingge. Suete moder, here is al That I wile nou singge." Serteynly, this sithte I say This song I herde singge Als I lay this Yolisday Alone in my longingge. §26 "Modyr, whyt os lyly flowr, Yowr lullyng lessyth my langour." As I up ros in a mornyng, My thowth was on a mayd yyng That song aslep with hyr lullyng Her swet son, owr savowr. As sche hym held in hyr lape, He toke hyr lovely by the pape, And therof swetly he toke a nappe, And sok hys fyll of the lycowr. To hys modyr gen he seye, "For this mylke me must deye; It ys my kynd therwith to playe, My swet modyr, paramowr." The maydyn frely gen to syng, And in hyr song she mad mornyng, How he that is owr hevyn kyng Shuld shed hys blod with gret delowr. "Modyr, thi wepyng grevyth me sor; But I wold dey, thu haddys be lor; Do awey, modyr, and wep no more; Thy lullyng lessyth my langowr." Swych mornyng as the maydyn mad, I can not tell it in this howr, Therfor be mery and glade, And make us mery for owr saviowr. §27 Lullay, my fader, lullay, my brother, Myn owyn dyre sone, lullay. Ye ben my fader by creacion; My brother ye ben by nativité; Of Adam we coome bothe al and summ; My owyn dyre sone, lullay. Ye ben my fader that made me of nowght, And with youre blode us all dyre bowght; I am youre moder; knowe ye me nowght? My owyn dyre sone, lullay. Ye ben my fader and I youre chyld; I am youre moder undefyld; Loke on youre moder that ys so myld; Myn owyn dyre sone, lullay. Ye ben my fader eternally; My sone ye ben, so most ye drey For Adamys gylt — ye know wel why; Myn owyn dyre sone, lullay. Ye ben my fader that may nowght dey; With yow, my sone, thus schal I playe; Youre payne myn herte perschyth in tweye; My owyn dyre sone, lullay. §28 I passud thoru a garden grene; I fond a herbere made full newe. A semelyor syght I haff noght sene: O ylke tree sange a tyrtull trew; Theryn a mayden bryght of hew, And ever sche sange, and never sche sest. Thies were the notus that sche can schew: Verbum caro factum est. I askud that mayden what sche mentt; Sche bad me byde and I schuld here. What sche sayd I toke gude tent; Yn hyr songe had sche voice full clere. Sche said, "A prynce withouten pere Ys borne and lyde betwene to best; Therefore I synge as ye mey here Verbum caro factum est." And thoroght that frythe, as I can wend, A blestfull song yit hard I mo, And that was of three scheperdus hend: "Gloria in excelsis Deo." I wold noght they had faren me fro, And efthyr them full fast I prest. Then told thei me that thei sange soo For verbum caro factum est. They said that songe was this to sey: "To God abovun be joy and blysse, For pece yn erth also we pray, Tyll all men that yn goodnesse ys. The may that is withouten mysse Hasse borne a child betwene to best: Sche is the cause therof iwysse That verbum caro factum est." I fared me furthe yn that frythe; I mett three commely kyngis with crone; I spod me furth to speke them with, And on my knees I kneled done. The ryalest of home to me con rone And said, "We farred wele at the fest; Fro Bethleem now ar we bone For verbum caro factum est. "For we seo God becomun yn mannus flech That bote hasse broght of all oure bale, Awey oure synnus for to wesche. A mey hym harburd yn hur hall; Sche socourd hym sothly yn hur sale And hel that hend yn hur arest. Foll trewly mey sche tell that tale That verbum caro factum est." Untyll that prences wyll we pray, Als sche is bothe moder and mayd: Sche be oure helpe, als sche wele mey, To hyme that yn hur lappe was layde. To serve hyme we be prest and payd, And therto make we oure behest; For I hard when sche sange and said, "Verbum caro factum est." §29 Als I lay upon a nith I lokede upon a stronde. I beheld a mayden brith; A child sche hadde in honde. Hire loking was so loveli, Hire semblant was so suete, Of al my sorwe sikerli Sche mithte my bales bete. I wondrede of that suete with, An to myself I sayde Sche hadde don mankindde unrith But yif sche were a mayde. Be hire sat a sergant That sadli seide his sawe; He sempte be is semblant A man of the elde lawe. His her was hor on hevede, His ble began to glide: He herde wel wat I seyde An bad me faire abide. "Thu wondrest," he seyde, "skilfuli, On thing thu hast beholde, An I dede so treuli Til tales weren me told "Hou a womman sulde ben than Moder an maiden thore, An withouten wem of man The child sulde ben bore. "Althou I unworthi be, Sche is Marie, my wif; God wot sche hadde nevere child be me. I love hire as my life. "But or evere wiste I, Hire wombe began to rise — I telle thee treuthe treuli, I not nevere in wat wyse. "I troste to hire goodnesse Sche wolde no thing misdo; I wot et wel iwisse For I have founden et so, "That rathere a maiden sulde Withouten man conceyve Than Marie mis don wolde An so Joseph deceyve. "The child that lith so poreli In cloutes al bewent An bounden so misesli, Fro hevene he is isent; "His fader is king of hevene An so seide Gabriel To wam that child is evene O Emanuel." But this child that I sau than An as Joseph seyde I wot the child is God an man An is moder mayde. I thankid him of his lore With al myn herte mith. That this sith I say thore Als I lay on a nyth. This child thanne worchipe we Bothe day an nith That we moun his face se In joyye that is so lith. Amen. §30 Ecce quod natura mutat sua iura: Virgo parit pura dei filium. Beholde and see how that nature Chaungith here lawe: a mayden pure Shalle bere a chielde (thus seith scripture), Jhesus, oure savyour. Beholde, the flease of Gedeon Wexed wete, that no dewe fel on; Beholde, the yerde of Aaron Unmoysted bare a floure. The prophete Isay seith thus: "A mayde shall bere a childe to us Whose name shall be called Jhesus, Oure helpe and our socour. "A yerde shall goo oute of Jesse rote Wherof a floure shall ascende full soote." This floure is Crist, oure helth and boote, This yerde, Mary, his boure. Seynt Mathew seith in the gospell, "A mayde shall bere Emanuell, That is to sey, God with us to dwell, That lovely paramour." Forsoth, to us is borne a chielde; A sonne is yeven to us full myelde Of virgyne Marie undefielde To cease oure grete langoure. This is the stone cutte of the hille, Criste borne of Marie us untille Without synne in thought, dede, and wille To save us fro dolour. This chielde shall be the Prince of Peas, Whose kingdome shall ever encrease, Wherof the peas shall nevir ceas But encreace day and houre. Seint Anselme seith, "So Criste did pas Thurgh Marie myelde, as his wille was, As the sonne beame goth thurgh the glas, That mayde full of honoure." |
(see note) Blessed Who bore Without pain; proper; (see note) God's (see note) (see note) wondrous; see one There was never such a one but she Our Through Gabriel's utterance/voice Our nature has taken one suns; (see note) Ought fair When Jesus became incarnate/shone; (see note) befallen bought (redeemed) free and slave discovered/made; ass'; (see note) their; (see note) They looked saw; down Who; mild voice peace; the earth; ordained; (see note) Christmas Three; nobility; (see note) took the direct way knelt before him came from afar Through guidance of a star incense, myrrh (see note) Now the birds sing and rejoice; (see note) the grass grows; branch puts forth leaves one I; matchless/mateless all; for his mother he chose; (see note) She is without sin; corruption Come; kin of Jesse's root; (see note) Lord; mankind; her; born out of sin, or else we were lost greeted her; said [to] her; (see note) our Lord be with you fruit; your; blessed may it You shall; child; truth I tell you the greeting that angel She began to think; mind her thoughts She; the angel; How may this happen; (see note) I know nothing of man's company, truly; (see note) Virgin she; with; here before is since her child was born was never any woman but she might she bearer of God's Son; (see note) Blessed be; sweet child; also sweet breast, sucked Praised be; was born (see note) (see note) mirth human form; (see note) sins'; (see note) Let us rejoice; (see note) (see note) sinned not Neither in deed, nor Wonderful thing counsel; born I said before; (see note) what was lost The sun from a star never goes down Nor ever loses his light star; shining Ever bright brings; beam; (see note) From; marvelous stream gave birth; blemish; (see note) In like manner (see note) mild; heart; mind; (see note) reputation virtue child which (see note) promised child; says so pain; endless woe so Who has bought humankind back cross; heart's blood deed everything obeys by reason peer mediator Whereby; to the chancel of heaven; (see note) maiden deliver; Judgment Day slavery, pain, woe (see note) meekness; (see note) roses; its balm spread Spirit; purity breast; womanhood humanity rejoice; play Gracious; did enclose; (see note) bud You; Judea; perfect; (see note) Chosen by; humility chaste abundant five; (see note) Against whose defense to me pray for help (see note) such virtue; (see note) bore (see note) bore contained; (see note) little Wonderful thing By; well three; (see note) In like manner; (see note) sang to the shepherds Glory to God in the highest Let us rejoice worldly mirth; (see note) birth Let us go (see note) mother; bore Buyer (redeemer) of mankind gate of heavenly; (see note) star; sea, raise up; people; (see note) have; mind yourself you bore; Father; (see note) before At which wonders nature From caught (received) that Release us from sin now we beseech you (see note) Rejoice, queen of heaven blessed are you worship Rejoice, queen of heaven mother; bright of countenance; (see note) daughter; sister; pity chosen of the Trinity; (see note) noble see; (see note) obedient in humility are courteous; solemnity; (see note) humility proclaim; (see note) precious; royalty gentle; find no such; country kneel; knee birth worship (see note) my delight; dear; beloved heart; darling sit and sing lulled; little; lord; (see note) eternal; he who; things lords; (see note) much; child's birth who were; heavenly; much Angels; sang; said meek; gracious Grant them; make cheer; (see note) (see note) Learn; (see note) limbs; might see How sorely; (see note) great woe; (see note) and nothing else; (see note) cling sweet; dear poor; lie; (see note) grieves sorely your cradle is like a bier; (see note) are your companions I weep therefore; (see note) be not angry rag nor cloth; (see note) To wrap you in patch; rag (see note) keep; (see note) afflicts you deny redeem in this way from evil done not abide here too long death take me to you (see note) As; night desire I thought I saw a wondrous sight rocking her child she did; (see note) bade; sing now; said; (see note) What will happen to me when; adulthood All mothers do so Each knows how to; cradle Is accustomed to to sleep Sweet; noble Since something (see note) What should I sing about Know (i.e., the Annunciation) greeted; courteously; his knee You shall bear the Messiah much; thought For I would have no man dread you not Let God take care of it delay should bear man's bliss shall David's city dwelling place should barren believe gladly pleased me Let it be Then; bore you midwinter night maidenhood; pain By; almighty shepherds; watched; open country; (see note) Heard; wondrous celebration angels; foretold; (see note) surely But; fain would I do; pleasure (see note) I shall teach you What I will suffer And do while When; days are done; (see note) Just as Abraham ordained; (see note) Cut (circumcised); (see note) very tender twelve; (see note) leading; star Three kings shall seek me then fortieth; fulfill; (see note) We shall go to the temple together Where; shall speak a saying to you shall change; mood twelve years old; (see note) anxious Shall find me teaching thirty years old at least from you swerve; (see note) be at your command I must begin to fulfill hither By my Father's (see note) Shall bear witness to what I am shall be; (see note) fain; tempt In the same manner shall better withstand gather; (see note) them forth innocent wise the majority; people; (see note) want to Sweet; she; (see note) sorrow; suffer Might; see Stop; sweet [one]; (see note) That is not why I came humble; suffering's remedy into which; born when thirty-two much mourning die painfully sharp sword; (see note) Shall pierce your heart much strife Sorely shall hurt you Shamefully shall I die; (see note) Hanging on the cross man's ransom; pay My own heart's blood maiden; (see note) Since Why must I live to see that day bear you for; woe Make light of it (take it easy); (see note) I shall live again; (see note) (see note) worked in vain shall go; (see note) earthly form shall [to] you send; (see note) his seven gifts; (see note) when it is time; (see note) be foreordained judge doom (Judgment Day) will now sight; saw Christmas Day; (see note) desire (see note) white as lily; (see note) Your; relieves; (see note) rose one morning; (see note) thought; young sang to sleep; (see note) savior; (see note) lap; (see note) lovingly; breast; (see note) draught; (see note) sucked; liquid he began to say; (see note) I must die; (see note) nature/station; (see note) darling; (see note) freely (unrestrainedly) began; (see note) made mourning (see note) great dolor; (see note) weeping grieves; (see note) Unless I die, you must be lost; (see note) Stop, mother; weep; (see note) relieves; (see note) Such lament; made hour merry; glad (see note) (see note) own dear You are; creation birth come; all and some nothing blood; dearly bought not (see note) undefiled is; (see note) suffer Adam's guilt (see note) not die shall I play pain; pierces in two; (see note) (see note) passed through discovered a garden; (see note) seemlier; I have not seen On each; turtledove; (see note) Therein; hue; (see note) ceased; (see note) These; notes; did utter The word is made flesh; (see note) stay; should hear paid close attention to clear peer laid between two beasts so you might hear forest; did go blissful; yet heard; more; (see note) gentle Glory to God in the highest; (see note) I did not want them to leave me after; hurried above; (see note) peace; (see note) maid; fault two beasts; (see note) surely; (see note) traveled forth; wood crown; (see note) propelled myself forth; (see note) down most royal of them; did speak; (see note) fared; feast; (see note) From; bound saw; (see note) relief has brought for; suffering; (see note) sins; wash; (see note) A maid harbored him in her hall (womb) sustained; truly; chamber; (see note) healthy that noble one in her rested Full; may; (see note) Unto; princess; (see note) As may eager; pleased promise heard; (see note) (see note) one night looked; land; (see note) bright; (see note) in [her] hands; (see note) gaze; (see note) appearance; sweet sorrow surely; (see note) might; troubles relieve; (see note) about; sweet creature; (see note) And done; wrong; (see note) Unless she; virgin By; man (attendant); (see note) solemnly; told his story; (see note) seemed by his appearance old law (a Jew) hair; gray; head; (see note) face; burn (i.e., he blushed) what; said; (see note) And bade me stay You wonder; reasonably On what you have seen And I did likewise; (see note) Until How; should be; (see note) and; there blemish should; born (see note) She knows; by her; (see note) before; knew(see note) (see note) I do not know how; (see note) trust; (see note) She would do no wrong; (see note) know it with certainty; (see note) it sooner; should would do wrong deceive lies so poorly (in poverty) rags; wrapped bound (dressed) so miserably From; sent whom (see note) saw then I know his; virgin him (Joseph) for his instruction my heart's might sight I saw there (see note) night might; see Serene (see note) Behold that nature changes her laws A virgin pure gives birth to the Son of God (see note) bear; child; says fleece; (see note) Grew wet rod; (see note) Unwatered; flower Isaiah; (see note) branch; (see note) truly aid bower (see note) darling Truly; child; (see note) given (see note) unto us from Peace; (see note) peace (see note) goes through |