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Haile, Modir and Maid but makle!
Bricht fygn, gladyng our languissing,
Be micht of thi miralde.

Haile, bricht, be sicht, in hevyn on hicht! 25
Haile, day sterne orientale!
Our licht most richt, in clud of nycht,
Our darkness for to scale:
Haile, wicht, in sicht, puttar to flicht
Of fendis in battale! 30
Haile, plicht, but sicht! Haile, mekle of mycht!
Haile, glorious Virgine, haile!
Ave Maria, gratia plena!
Haile, gentill nychttingale!
Way stricht, cler dicht, to wilsome wicht, 35
That irke bene in travale.

Haile, Quene serene! Haile, most amene!
Haile, hevinlie hie Empryss!
Haile, schene, unseyne with carnale eyne!
Haile, Rois of Paradyss! 40
Haile, clene, bedene, ay till conteyne!
Haile, fair fresche flour-de-lyce!
Haile, grene daseyne! Haile, fro the splene,
Of Jhesu genetrice!
Ave Maria, gratia plena! 45
Thow bair the Prince of Pryss;
Our tryne to meyne, and go betweyne,
As humile Oratrice.