| lyric | There is no rose of such vertu
As is the rose that bare Jesu.
Alleluia.
For in this rose conteinèa
was Heaven and earth inlitel space,
Res miranda.
By that rose wa may well see
There be ongod in persons three,
Pares forma.
The aungels sungen the shepherds to:
Gloria in excelsis Deo!
Transeamus.
Alleluia, Resmiranda
Pares forma, Gaudeamus, Transeamus. |