On Virgins
O most noble Greenness, rooted in the sun,
You who shine in bright serenity
On the wheel,
Nothing on earth is high enough
To grasp you!
You are enfolded
In the embrace of divine mysteries.

You blush like the dawn
And bum like the flame of the sun.

Item De Virginibus
O nobilissima viriditas, quae radicas in sole,
et quae in candida serenitate luces
in rota,
quam nulla terrena excellentia
comprehendit,
tu circumdata es
amplexibus divinorum mysteriorum.

Tu rubes ut aurora
et ardes ut solis flamma.