To Mary our Queen, that flower so sweet,
This Marigold I do apply,
For that the name doth serve so meet
And properly in each party;
For her enduring patiently
The storms of such as list to scold
At her doings, with cause why
Loth to see spring this Marigold.

Christ save her in her high estate
Therein in rest long to endure:
Christ so all wrongs here mitigate
That all may be to His pleasure:
The high, the low, in due measure
As members true with her to hold,
So each to be the other's treasure
In cherishing the Marigold.

Be Thou, O God, so good as thus
Thy perfect faith to see take place,
Thy peace Thou plant here among us
That error may go hide his face:
So to concord us in each case
As in thy court it is enrolled,
We all as one to love Her Grace
That is our Queen, the Marigold.