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TRIPLUM
Vos qui admiramini
virgines, si virgini
pro ceteris eligende
dignati fuerimus
nubere, dum nupsimus
tanquam valde diligende.

Ista pulchra specie,
humilis manerie
ac opere virtuosa,
turpis vestrum alterea,
ausu nimis aspera
necon virtutes exosa.

Ista lux, vos nubila;
ista velox aquila,
vos colubres gradientes;
ista super eterna
regnat, vos in misera
valle languentis egentes.

Ista virgo regia
dulcis est amasia
mea sponsaque pia.
Rex ego sum, hec regina.

Quod tanta referimus?
Nos qui cuncta novimus
dignam preelegimus
et ut rosam hanc pre spina.

Urgite vos igitur
quia tempus labitur
et mors nos persequitur,
huic servite. Hanc vocate,
quod si neglex eritis
illam non videbitis
gloriam quam cupitis.
Vos eia properate.

MOTETUS
Gratissima virginis species
quam decorat carnis mundicies,
usque centrum placasti intima
mei cordis plaga dulcissima,
intra stillans amoris spiritum
nescientem pectoris exitum.
Gratissime simili vulnere
peperisti mundum me ledere.
O regina, tuum amplectere
astringendo pectus, cum ubere.
O rex regum oculum oculo
et os ori junge pro osculo
ac inspira verbum in labia
quo recepto fiat caro dea.

TENOR
Gaude gloriosa,
super omnes speciosa.

O you who admire
maidens, if we are to be
worthy of wedding the
choicest of virgins,
when we have married her
she must be greatly loved.

This [maiden] is beautiful
to contemplate, humble in bearing,
and virtuous in her conduct,
this other of yours is foul,
too harsh in her daring
and scornful of the virtues.

This maiden is light, you are cloud
she is the swift eagle,
you are slithering snakes;
she reigns in eternity,
you are paupers in this
sad vale of heaviness.

This royal virgin
is a sweet lover
and my loving wife.
I am a king, she a queen.

What more shall we say?
We who have studied all things
have chosen a fitting maiden
and the rose before the thorn.

Exert yourselves, therefore,
for time is slipping away
and death pursues us,
O serve this maiden. Call upon her,
for if you are negligent
you shall not see her,
the glory which you desire.
O make haste!

O most beautiful figure of a virgin
who is adorned with purity of body,
you have healed the innermost region
of my heart with the sweetest wound,
instilling the passion of love therein
which knows no way out of my breast.
To wound me with a similar beautiful pain
you have given birth to a pure son.
O queen, embrace him who is yours,
and draw him to your breast.
O king of kings, join eye to eye
and mouth to mouth for a kiss,
and breathe a word on your lips
which, once received, may make this goddess flesh.

Rejoice glorious [virgin],
beautiful beyond all others.

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