There is no rose
Elizabeth Maconchy
There is no rose of such virtue
As is the rose that bare Jesu:
Alleluya.
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 person three:
Pari forma.
The angels sung the shepherds to:
"Gloria in excelsis Deo",
Gaudeamus.
Leave we all this worldly mirth,
And follow we this joyful birth:
Transeamus.