All hail, O Virgin crowned with stars
       and moon under thy feet,
     Obtain us pardon of our sins
       of Christ, our Saviour sweet;
     For though thou art Mother of any God,
       yet thy humility
     Disdaineth not this simple wretch
       that flies for help to thee. 
     Thou knowest thou art more dear to me
       than any can express,
     And that I do congratulate
       With joy thy happiness. 
     Thou who art the Queen of Heaven and Earth
       thy helping hand me lend,
     That I may love and praise my God
       and have a happy end. 
     And though my sins me terrify,
       yet hoping still in thee,
     I find my soul refreshed much
       when to thee I do flee;
     For thou most willingly to God
       petitions dost present,
     And dost obtain much grace for us
       in this our banishment. 
     The honour and the glorious praise
       by all be given to thee,
     Which Jesus thy beloved Son,
       ordained eternally;
     For thee whom he exalts in heaven
       above the angels all,
     And whom we find a Patroness
       when unto thee we call. 
     O Mater Dei, memento mei.  Amen.

     Dame Gertrude More, O.S.B. 
     Ob. 1633.