| LESTENYT, lordynges, both elde and yinge, | |
| How this rose began to sprynge; | |
| Swych a rose to myn lykynge | |
| In al this word ne knowe I non. | |
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| The Aungil came fro hevene tour, | 5 |
| To grete Marye with gret honour, | |
| And seyde sche xuld bere the flour | |
| That xulde breke the fyndes bond. | |
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| The flour sprong in heye Bedlem, | |
| That is bothe bryht and schen: | 10 |
| The rose is Mary hevene qwyn, | |
| Out of here bosum the blosme sprong. | |
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| The ferste braunche is ful of myht, | |
| That sprang on Cyrstemesse nyht, | |
| The sterre schon over Bedlem bryht | 15 |
| That is bothe brod and long. | |
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| The secunde braunche sprong to helle, | |
| The fendys power doun to felle: | |
| Therein myht non sowle dwelle; | |
| Blyssid be the time the rose sprong! | 20 |
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| The thredde braunche is good and swote, | |
| It sprang to hevene crop and rote, | |
| Therein to dwellyn and ben our bote; | |
| Every day it schewit in prystes hond. | |
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| Prey we to here with gret honour, | 25 |
| Che that bar the blyssid flowr, | |
| Che be our helpe and our socour | |
| And schyd us fro the fyndes bond. | |
