Dies Iræ: In Thirteen Original Versions

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D. Appleton and Company, 1860 - Dies irae - 65 pages

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Page xxv - Prostrate my contrite heart I rend, My God, my Father, and my Friend, Do not forsake me in my end.
Page 3 - Et ab hoedis me sequestra. Statuens in parte dextra. Confutatis maledictis, Flammis acribus addictis, Voca me cum benedictis. Oro supplex et acclinis, Cor contritum quasi cinis : Gere curam mei finis.
Page 2 - Quid sum, miser ! tune dicturus ? Quern patronum rogaturus ? Cum vix Justus sit securus. Rex tremendae majestatis, Qui salvandos salvas gratis, Salva me, fons pietatis. Recordare, Jesu pie, Quod sum causa tuae viae, Ne me perdas illa die.
Page xxi - ... est et velox nimis : vox diei domini amara, tribulabitur ibi fortis. dies irae, dies ilia, dies tribulationis et angustiae, dies calamitatis et miseriae, dies tenebrarum et caliginis, dies nebulae et turbinis, dies tubae et clangoris...
Page 1 - Per sepulchra regionum, Coget omnes ante thronum. Mors stupebit, et Natura, Quum resurget creatura Judicanti responsura. Liber scriptus proferetur, In quo totum continetur, Unde mundus judicetur.
Page 8 - When the accursed away are driven, To eternal burnings given, Call me with the blessed to heaven! I beseech Thee, prostrate lying, Heart as ashes, contrite, sighing, Care for me when I am dying! Day of tears and late repentance, Man shall rise to hear his sentence: Him, the child of guilt and error, Spare, Lord, in that hour of terror!
Page 7 - I beseech Thee, prostrate lying, Heart as ashes, contrite, sighing, Care for me when I am dying! Day of tears and late repentance, Man shall rise to hear his sentence: Him, the child of guilt and error, Spare, Lord, in that hour of terror ! !»n BORN in Beekman, Dutchess Co., NY, 1813.
Page ix - Man is a darkened being ; he knows not whence he comes, nor whither he goes ; he knows little of the world, and less of himself. I l.ninr not myself, and may God protect me from it.
Page 5 - AY of wrath ! that day of burning, Seer and sibyl speak concerning, All the world to ashes turning ! Oh, what fear shall it engender, When the Judge shall come in splendor, Strict to mark and just to render ! Trumpet, scattering sounds of wonder, Rending sepulchres asunder, Shall resistless summons thunder.
Page 3 - Inter oves locum praesta et ab haedis me sequestra statuens in parte dextra; Confutatis maledictis, flammis acribus addictis, voca me cum benedictis. Oro supplex et acclinis, cor contritum quasi cinis, gere curam mei finis.

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