Edi beo thu hevene quene (Anonymous)
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- Editor: Monique Rio (submitted 2016-08-24). Score information: Letter, 1 page, 157 kB Copyright: CC BY 4.0
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Title: Edi Beo Thu Hevene Quene
Composer: Anonymous
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 2vv Voicing: SS
Genre: Sacred, Motet
Language: Old English
Instruments: Unknown
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Original text and translations
Old English text
1. Edi beo thu hevene queen
folks froure and engles blis.
Mo der unwem med and maiden clene
swich in world non other nis.
On the hit is wel eth sene
of alle wimmen thu hav est the pris,
mi swete leyedi her mi bene
and reu of me zif thiwille is.
2. Thu tasteghe so the daiy rewe
The deleth from the deorke nicht;
Of thee sprong a leome new
That al this world haveth ilight.
Nis non maide of thine heowe
Swo fair, so sche ne, so ru di, swo bricht;
Swete levedi, or me thu reowe
And have merci of thin knicht.
3. Spronge blostme of one rote,
The Holi Gost thee reste upon;
Thet wes for monkunnes bote
And heore soule toalesen for on.
Levedi milde, softe and swote,
Ic crie thee merci, ic am thi mon,
Bo the to honed and to fote,
On alle wise that ic kon.
4. Thu ert eorthe to gode sede;
On thee lighte the heovene deugh,
Of thee sprong theo edi blede
The Holi Gost hire on thee seugh.
Thu bring us ut of kare of drede
That Eve bitterliche us breugh.
Thu sschalt us in to heovene lede;
Welle swete is the ilke deugh.
5. Moder, ful of thewes hende,
Maide dreigh and wel itaucht,
Icem in thine love bende,
And to thee is al mi draucht.
Thu me sschildghe from the feonde,
Ase thu ert freo, and wilt and maucht;
Help me to mi lives ende,
And make me with thin sone isaught.