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Al hail, O Virgin, crownd with stars, aund Moone vnder thy feet, Obtaine vs pardon of our sinnes of Christ our Sauiour sweet. For though thou art Mother of my God, yet thy Humility Disdaineth not this simple wretch, that flyes for helpe to thee. Thou knowst thou art more deare to me, then any can expresse, And that I do congratulate with ioy thy happinesse; Who art the Queen of Heauen and earth, thy helping hand me lend, That I may loue and praise my God, and haue a happy end. And though my sins me terrify, yet hoping stil in thee I find my soul refreshed much when I vnto thee fly. For thou most willingly to God petitions dost present, And dost obtain much grace for vs in this our banishment. The honour and the glorious praise by al be giuen to thee, Which Iesus thy beloued Son ordaind eternally For thee, whom he exalts in heauen aboue the Angels al, And whom we find a Patronesse, when vnto thee we cal. Amen. O Mater Dei, Memento me. Amen.
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