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Sta. Cecilia in Trastevere.
(Von Maderna.)
Vor deinem Bildnis bin ich hingesunken,
O Jungfrau, – Überwind’rin – Heldin du!
Und hab’ verschmachtend tief in mich getrunken...
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Sta. Cecilia in Trastevere.
(Von Maderna.)
Vor deinem Bildnis bin ich hingesunken,
O Jungfrau, – Überwind’rin – Heldin du!
Und hab’ verschmachtend tief in mich getrunken...
De armonía, de célica armonía,
La fábrica brotó del universo.
Cuando en revuelto caos
De discordantes átomos yacía
Atónita Natura
Y alzar el ciego rostro aun no podía,
Plácido acento resonó en la altura:
"¡Los que nunca habéis sido, levantaos...
Ode di Alessandro Pope in onore di S. Cecilia, tradotta dal P...
From harmony, from heavenly harmony,
This universal frame began;
When Nature underneath a heap
Of jarring atoms lay,
And could not heave her head
The tuneful voice was heard from high,
Arise, ye more than dead!
Then cold and hot, and moist and dry,
In order to their stations leap,
And Music’...
Descend, ye Nine! descend and sing;
The breathing instruments inspire,
Wake into voice each silent string,
And sweep the sounding lyre;
In a sadly-pleasing strain
Let the warbling lute complain:
Let the loud trumpet sound,
Till the roofs all around
...
What means this high and more than mortal strain?
'Tis St. Cecilia and her wondrous lyre,
And from its strings with soft, celestial fire
Comes...