Of one that is so fair and bright
Velut maris stella
Brighter than the day is light
Parens et puella
I cry to thee, thou see to me
Lady, pray thy Son for me
Tam pia
That I may come to thee
Maria!

All this world was forlorn
Eva peccatrice
Till our Lord was y-born
De te genetrice
With ave it went away
Darkest night, and comes the day
Salutis
The well springeth out of thee
Virtutis.

Lady, flow'r of everything
Rosa sine spina
Thou bare Jesu, Heaven's King
Gratia divina
Of all thou bear'st the prize
Lady, queen of paradise
Electa
Maid mild, mother
Es Effecta.

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Writer(s): Benjamin Britten