Letras
Lo, how a rose e'er blooming
From tender stem hath sprung!
Of Jesse's lineage coming
As men of old have sung.
It came, a flower bright,
Amid the cold of winter
When half-gone was the night.
ANE BRUN, MICHAEL+ PUBLIC DOMA PRAETORIUS
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