Anon.: Ther is no rose of swych vertu
There is no rose
There is no rose of such virtue
As is the rose that bare Jesu; Alleluia.
For in this rose contained was
Heaven and earth in little space; Res miranda.
By that rose we may well see
That he is God in persons three, Pari forma.
The angels sungen the shepherds to:
Gloria in excelsis Deo: Gaudeamus.
Leave we all this worldly mirth,
And follow we this joyful birth; Transeamus.