Therefore come they, the crowding maidens,
Gertrude, Agnes, Prisca, Cecily,
Lucy, Thekla, Juliana,
Barbara, Agatha, Petronel.
And other maids whose names I have read not,
Names I have read and now record not,
But their souls and their faith were maimed not,
Worthy now of God’s company.
Wandering through the fresh fields go they,
Gathering flowers to make them a nosegay,
Gathering roses red for the Passion,
Lilies and violets for love.
Daarom komen ze, de samendrommende maagden,
Gertrude, Agnes, Prisca, Cecily,
Lucy, Thekla, Juliana,
Barbara, Agatha, Petronel.
En andere meisjes wier namen ik niet heb gelezen,
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