TO one that is so fair and bright, @3Velut maris stella@1, Brighter than the noonday light, @3Parens et puella@1, To her I cry: "See thou to me, Sweet lady, pray thy son for me, @3tam pia@1, So that I may come to thee, @3Maria!@1 "Thou in care art counsel best, @3Felix fecundata@1, To the weary art thou rest, @3Mater honorata!@1 Pray thou Him with mildest mood, Who for us hath shed His Blood @3in cruce@1, That by Him at last we're stood @3in luce@1. "All this world it was forlorn, @3Eva peccatrice@1, Till Our Lord as Man was born, @3di te, genitrice@1, With @3Ave@1, it passed away arkest night, and dawned the day, @3Salutis@1, From thee sprang the well alway, @3Virtutis@1. "Lady, flower of everything, @3Rosa sine spina@1, Who bare Jesu, Heavenly King, @3Gratia divina@1, Thou o'er all dost bear the prize, Lady, Queen of Paradise, @3electa@1, Mother-maid, our prayers arise, @3es effecta!@1 "Well He knows He is thy Son, @3Ventrem quem portasti@1, He will not deny thy boon, @3Parvum quem lactasti;@1 Good and gracious as He is, He hath brought us unto Bliss, @3Superni@1, And the pit hath closed, I wis, @3Inferni!@1" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A DOUBTFUL CHOICE by EDWARD DE VERE RIDDLE: A BLACKSMITH by MOTHER GOOSE SONNET: 5 by RICHARD BARNFIELD A WOMAN'S SONNETS: 3 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT PLAINT OF A YOUNG LAWYER by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE THE BOY AND THE ANGEL by ROBERT BROWNING |