The Knickerbocker, or New-York Monthly Magazine, June 1844: Volume 23, Number 6Various
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The Knickerbocker, or New-York Monthly Magazine, June 1844: Volume 23, Number 6
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Stabat mater dolorosa, Near the cross the Mother weeping
Juxta crucem lacrymosa, Stood, her watch in sorrow keeping
Dum pendebat filius: While was hanging there her SON:
Cujus animam gementem, Through her soul in anguish groaning,
Contristantem et dolentem, O most sad, HIS fate bemoaning,
Pertransivit gladius. Through and through that sword was run.
II. II.
O quam tristis et afflicta Oh how sad with woe oppressed,
Fuit illa benedicta, Was she then, the Mother blessed,
Mater unigeniti: Who the sole-begotten bore:
Quæ moerebat, et dolebat, As she saw his pain and anguish,
Et tremebat, cum videbat She did tremble, she did languish,
Nati poenas inclyti. Weep her holy Son before.
III. III.
Quis est homo qui non fleret, Who is he his tears concealing,
Christi matrem si videret Could have seen such anguish stealing
In tanto supplicio? Through the Saviour-mother's breast?
Quis posset non contristari, Who his deepest groans could smother,
Piam matrem contemplari, Had he seen the holy Mother
Dolentem cum filio? By her Son with grief oppressed!
IV. IV.
Pro peccatis suæ gentis Christ for Israel's transgression
Vidit Jesum in tormentis, Saw she suffer thus oppression,
Et flagellis subditum; Torment, and the cruel blow:
Vidit suum dulcem natum Saw Him desolate and dying;
Morientem, desolatum, Him she loved, beheld Him sighing
Dum emisit spiritum. Forth His soul in deepest woe.
V. V.
Eja mater, fons amoris, Source of love, thy grief, O Mother,
Me sentire vim doloris Grant with thee to share another--
Fac, ut tecum lugeam. Grant that I with thee may weep:
Fac ut ardeat cor meum, May my heart with love be glowing,
In amando Christum Deum, All on Christ my God bestowing,
Ut sibi complaceam. In His favor ever keep.
VI. VI.
Saneta mater, istud agas, This, oh holy Mother! granting,
Crucifixi fige plagas In my heart the wounds implanting
Cordi meo valide: Of His cross, oh let me bear:
Tui nati vulnerati, Pangs with which thy Son when wounded
Jam dignati pro me pati, Deigned for me to be surrounded,
Poenas mecum divide. [] Grant, oh grant that I may share.
VII. VII.
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