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Friday, 10 April 2009

Like the Parting of Day from Night


At the cry of the first bird they began to crucify Thee, O Swan! Never shall lament cease because of that. It was like the parting of day from night. Ah, sore was the suffering borne by the body of Mary's Son.

(from the lyrics of "The Crucifixion," one of the Hermit
Songs of Samuel Barber, taken from an ancient collection
of Irish texts, Leabhar Breac)

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