Salva nos et cetera

Salve virgo virginum 

Salve sancta parens 

Concepisti dominum 

Virgo labe carens 

Salve virgo virginum 

Salve sancta parens 

Tu salus fidelium 

Salve sancta parens 

In christo credentium 

Virgo labe carens 

Salve virgo virginum 

Salve sancta parens 

Sis in adiutorium 

Salve sancta parens 

Te nunc imitantium 

Virgo labe carens 

Salve virgo virginum 

Salve sancta parens

Salva nos, stella maris 

Et regina celorum 

Salva nos, stella maris 

Et regina celorum 

Que pura deum paris 

Salva nos, stella maris 

Et per rubum signaris 

Nesciens viri thorum 

Salva nos, stella maris 

Et regina celorum

O virgo specialis 

Salva nos, stella maris 

Sis nobis salutaris 

Imperatrix celorum 

Salva nos, stella maris 

Et regina celorum 

Tu mater expers paris 

Salva nos, stella maris 

Manna celeste paris 

Et panem angelorum 

Salva nos, stella maris 

Et regina celorum 

O parens expers maris 

Salva nos, stella maris 

Partu non violaris 

Paris sanctum sanctorum 

Salva nos, stella maris 

Et regina celorum 

Celeste manna paris 

Salva nos, stella maris 

Lux cecis, dux ignaris 

Solamen angelorum 

Salva nos, stella maris 

Et regina celorum 

Salva nos, stella maris 

Et regina celorum

This ay nicht, this ay nicht
Every nicht and all
Fire and sleet and candleleigt
And Christ receive thy soul

If ever thou gavest hosen or schon
Every nicht and all
The winnes shall prick thee to the bare bone
And Christ receive thy soul

If ever thou gavest hosen or schon
Every nicht and all

Then sit ye down and put them on
And Christ receive thy soul

When thou from hence away do fall
Every nicht and all
To brigger dread thou kommst at last
And Christ receive thy soul

This ay nicht, this ay nicht
Every nicht and all
Fire and sleet and candleleigt
And Christ receive thy soul

Adam lay ibounden 
Bounden in a bond 
Foure thousand winter 
Thought he not too long 
And all was for an apple 
An apple that he tok 
As clerkes finden 
Wreten in here book 

Ne hadde the apple take ben 
The apple taken ben 
Ne hadde never our lady 

A ben hevene queen 
Blissed be the time 
That apple take was 
Therefore we moun singen 
"Deo gracias!"

Fowles in the frith, The fisshes in the flood, And I mon waxe wood Much sorwe I walke with For beste of boon and blood.

Ah si mon moine voulait danser 
Ah si mon moine voulait danser 
Un capuchon je lui donnerai 
Un capuchon je lui donnerai 

Danse, mon moine danse 
Tu n'entends pas le danse 
Tu n'entends pas moulin-lon-la 
Tu n'entends pas mon moulin marcher 

Ah si mon moine voulait danser 
Ah si mon moine voulait danser 
Un chapelet je lui donnerai 

Un chapelet je lui donnerai 
Un chapelet je lui donnerai 

Danse, mon moine danse 
Tu n'entends pas le danse 
Tu n'entends pas moulin-lon-la 
Tu n'entends pas mon moulin marcher 

Ah si mon moine voulait danser 
Ah si mon moine voulait danser 
Un ceinturon je lui donnerai 
Un ceinturon je lui donnerai 

Danse, mon moine danse 
Tu n'entends pas le danse 
Tu n'entends pas moulin-lon-la 
Tu n'entends pas mon moulin marcher 

Ah si mon moine voulait danser 
Ah si mon moine voulait danser 
Un beau psautier je lui donnerai 
Un beau psautier je lui donnerai 

Danse, mon moine danse 
Tu n'entends pas le danse 
Tu n'entends pas moulin-lon-la 
Tu n'entends pas mon moulin marcher 

Si'l n'avait fait voeu de pauvrete 
Si'l n'avait fait voeu de pauvrete 
Bien d'autres chos' je lui donnerais 
Bien d'autres chos' je lui donnerais 

Danse, mon moine danse 
Tu n'entends pas le danse 
Tu n'entends pas moulin-lon-la 
Tu n'entends pas mon moulin marcher 

Tu n'entends pas moulin-lon-la 
Tu n'entends pas mon moulin marcher


Veni, Veni Bella
Cum gaudio
Veni, domicello
Iam Pereo.

Veni, veni floreo,
Iam amore virginali,
Veni, veni bella,
Novus novus amor
Est, quo pereo.

Sile, Philumena,
Totus floreo
Surge cantilena
Totus ardeo

Tua me confortat
Promissio,
Tua me deportat
Negatio

Veni, veni floreo,
Iam amore virginali,
Veni, veni bella,
Novus novus amor
Est, quo pereo.

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Clyde

A poem written in Canada by Aileen, February 2006

CLYDE

One single moment I got the call

That icy day I felt so small.

Eleven months of getting older

Making steps and getting bolder

All was gone in that single day

I picked up the phone to hear  her say

'It's all over he has finally gone'

His struggle was over that was so long.

A life extinguished in the blink of an eye

Like a candle flame gave up and died.

The smoke that lingers in the air,

Made me think he was still there

I hear my mother sobbing, I try

Not to give  in, let go and cry

But a thousand miles from my home

I let go for the gentlest man I have known.

I look at the panda he drew for me;

An artist's view of an animal that awed me,

A talented man with so much to give,

Did not have the proper chance to live.

All of a sudden I wish I was home,

As I sit shaking while holding the phone.

Back in England with its greenness and wetness

So unlike Clyde's home in dry, yellow Texas.

From 'One Taste'

KW: Is freely chosen as part of the necessary Game of Life. You cannot have a manifest world without all the opposites of pleasure and pain. And to get rid of the pain—the sin, the suffering, the dukkha—you must remember who and what you really are. This remembrance, this recollection, this anamnesis—"Do this in Remembrance of Me"—means, "Do this in Remembrance of the Self that You Are"—Tat Tvam Asi. The great mystical religions the world over consist of a series of profound practices to quiet the small self that we pretend we are—which causes the pain and suffering that you feel—and awaken as the Great Self that is our own true ground and goal and destiny—"Let this consciousness be in you which was in Christ Jesus."

Magnificat

Magníficat ánima mea Dóminum,
et exsultávit spíritus meus
in Deo salvatóre meo,
quia respéxit humilitátem
ancíllæ suæ.

Ecce enim ex hoc beátam
me dicent omnes generatiónes,
quia fecit mihi magna,
qui potens est,
et sanctum nomen eius,
et misericórdia eius in progénies
et progénies timéntibus eum.
Fecit poténtiam in bráchio suo,
dispérsit supérbos mente cordis sui;
depósuit poténtes de sede
et exaltávit húmiles.
Esuriéntes implévit bonis
et dívites dimísit inánes.
Suscépit Ísrael púerum suum,
recordátus misericórdiæ,
sicut locútus est ad patres nostros,
Ábraham et sémini eius in sæcula.
Glória Patri et Fílio
et Spirítui Sancto.
Sicut erat in princípio,
et nunc et semper,
et in sæcula sæculórum.
Amen.

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Peter Dobbing

07584992959

pdobbing@gmail.com

Twitter: @PeterDobbing

Assumption

Assumpta est Maria in coelum

Assumpta est Maria in coelum, gaudent angeli, 
(col)laudantes benedicunt Dominum.
Maria virgo assumpta est ad aethereum thalamum, 
in quo Rex regum stellato sedet solio.