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She saw her sweet son
She saw her sweet son
breathe his last upon Earth;
breathe his last upon Earth,
her heart was troubled
wretched, abandoned
and she was left bereft.</poem>
and bereft.</poem>




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Editor: Mick_Swithinbank (submitted 2013-12-07).   Score information: A4, 3 pages, 40 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Source: Il terzo libro delle laude spirituali a 3 e 4 voci, Gardano, Rome, 1588, Folio 19. Accompaniment to 1st phrase simplified to eliminate need for a male voice. 6 verses selected from the 20 in the source.

General Information

Title: Stava a pie della croce (lauda)
Composer: Anonymous
Lyricist:

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: SSA

Genre: SacredUnknown

Language: Italian
Instruments: a cappella
Published: 1588

Description: This is a lauda whose text loosely parallels that of the Stabat mater.

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

Stava a pie della croce
onde prendea’l figliuolo,
la madre in piant'e in duolo
stupida e senza voce.

Di cui l’afflitto core
la mesta almae dolente
trapassó fieramente
coltello di dolore.

O quanto afflitta e quanto
fù l’alma benedetta
di quella madre eletta
a partorir il santo.

Qual cor non piangeria
Se vedesse te Madre
Fra l’infideli squadre
Posta in tanta agonia?

Per suoi figli ribelli
Per lor grave delitto
Vide Giesù trafitto
Et pien d’aspri flagelli.

Vide il suo dolce nato
mandar lo spirto fuore
dal'affannato core,
povero e desolato.
 

English.png English translation

At the foot of the cross
from which she took her son
stood the mother weeping,
stupefied, struck dumb.

Her afflicted heart,
sad and tormented,
was transfixed
by a dagger of pain.

What suffering it was
and yet what a blessing too
for that chosen mother
to give birth to such a holy person.

Who would not be moved to tears
if he saw you, mother,
among the crowds of unbelievers,
in such agony?

She saw Jesus pierced
for his rebellious children,
for their grave misdeeds,
both pierced and harshly whipped.

She saw her sweet son
breathe his last upon Earth,
wretched, abandoned
and bereft.