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The dawn now scatters the sky,
 
The dawn now scatters the sky,
  
on to the earth the day descends,   
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on to the lands the day descends,   
  
 
the light's spike resounds:
 
the light's spike resounds:
  
Let all impurity depart!
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Let everything deceitful depart!
  
  
Now may the vanities of night wither,   
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Now may the vanities of night fall away,   
  
may the mind's accusations overthrow,
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may the mind's accusation fall to ruin,
  
whatever in the darkness is horrid
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whatever horrid thing (in the darkness)
  
that the night of guilt carries, may it fall,
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the night of guilt carries, may it fall,
  
  
So that, in the morning, that final one,
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So that that final morning,
  
which we await prostrate
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which we await prostrate,
  
into the light for us may it flow forth
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may flow forth into light for us,
  
while this song rattles along.
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while it rattles along in this song.
  
  

Latest revision as of 08:36, 25 May 2013

Aurora iam spargit polum (Saec. VII-VIII)

Meter: 8.8.8.8

Melody: a a a a a ab a a

Latinam

Aurora iam spargit polum,

terris dies illabitur,

lucis resultat spiculum:

discedat omne lubricum.


Iam vana noctis decidant,

mentis reatus subruat,

quicquid tenebris horridum

nox attulit culpae, cadat,


Ut mane illud ultimum,

quod praestolamur cernui,

in lucem nobis effluat,

dum hoc canore concrepat.


Deo Patri sit gloria

eiusque soli Filio

cum Spiritu Paraclito,

in sempiterna saecula. Amen.


English

The dawn now scatters the sky,

on to the lands the day descends,

the light's spike resounds:

Let everything deceitful depart!


Now may the vanities of night fall away,

may the mind's accusation fall to ruin,

whatever horrid thing (in the darkness)

the night of guilt carries, may it fall,


So that that final morning,

which we await prostrate,

may flow forth into light for us,

while it rattles along in this song.


To God the Father may Glory be

and to His only Son

with the Spirit Paraclete,

in everlasting ages. Amen.