Hymn to the Virgin (1930 rev. 1934)

...All this world was forlorn
  Eva peccatrice,
Till our Lord was y-born
  De te genetrice.
With ave it went away
Darkest night, and comes the day
  Salutis
The well springeth out of thee.
  Virtutis.

Lady, flow'r of ev'rything,
  Rosa sine spina,
Thou bare Jesu, Heaven's King,
  Gratia divina:
Of all thou bear'st the prize,
Lady, queen of paradise
  Electa:
Maid mild, mother es Effecta.
  Effecta.

Anon, c1300