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F on that is so fayr and bright Velut maris stella, Brighter than the day is light Parens et puella: Ic crie to the, thou see to me, Levedy, preye thi Sone for me, Tam pia That ic mote come to thee Maria.

Al this world was for-lore Eva peccatrice, Tyl our Lord was y-bore De te genetrice. With ave it went away Thuster nyth and cometh the day Salutis; The welle springeth ut of the Virtutis.

Levedy, flour of alle thing, Rosa sine spina, Thu bere Jhesu, hevene king, Gratia divina: Of alle thu berst the pris, Levedy, quene of paradys Electa Mayde milde, Moder es Effecta.

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