The angel wrote, and conishd.. The wat night It came again, with a great wakening light, and shewd the names whom love of god had beard. And lo! Ben Adhem's name lid all the rest •Here Leigh Sant This blesse Thanksging Night, The raise to the am gratiful Coco; Ance this believing, que ryones. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they meen, Sears from the depth of some divine despair hise in the heart & gather to the eyes In looking And thinking on the happy Autumn fields, the Perhaps no poem has been more frequently Newark, N. J., has made thirteen. Seven The version here given preserves the [A Latin poem by THOMAS OF CELANO (a Neapolitan village), about A. D. 1250. translated. A German collector published eighty-seven versions in German. Dr. Coles, of are given in the "Seven Great Hymns of the Medieval Church," Randolph & Co., N. Y. measure of the original.] Mors stupebit, et natura, Liber scriptus proferetur, Judex ergo cum sedebit, Quid sum, miser! tunc dicturus, Rex tremendæ majestatis, Recordare, Jesu pie, Quærens me, sedisti lassus, Juste Judex ultionis, Donum fac remissionis Ante diem rationis ! Ingemisco tanquam reus, Qui Mariam absolvisti, Preces meæ non sunt dignæ, Inter oves locum præsta, Confutatis maledictis, Oro supplex et acclinis, Cor contritum quasi cinis, Gere curam mei finis! Lacrymosa dies illa, Qua resurget ex favillâ Judicandus homo reus; Huic ergo parce, Deus! THOMAS A CELANO Death and Nature, mazed, are quaking, On the written Volume's pages, Sits the Judge, the raised arraigning, What shall I then say, unfriended, King of majesty tremendous, Holy JESUS, meek, forbearing, Worn and weary, thou hast sought me ; By thy cross and passion bought me — Spare the hope thy labors brought me ! Righteous Judge of retribution, As a guilty culprit groaning, Flushed my face, my errors owning, Hear, O God, my spirit's moaning! Thou to Mary gav'st remission, In my prayers no grace discerning, Give me, when thy sheep confiding When the wicked are confounded, Prostrate, all my guilt discerning, Day of weeping, when from ashes JOHN A. DIX. |