Who is Aurelius Clemens Prudentius

Aurelius Prudentius Clemens () was a Roman Christian poet, born in the Roman province of Tarraconensis (now Northern Spain) in 348. He probably died in the Iberian Peninsula some time after 405, possibly around 413. The place of his birth is uncertain, but it may have been Caesaraugusta (Saragossa), Tarraco (Tarragona), or Calagurris (Calahorra).LifePrudentius practiced law with some success, and was twice provincial governor, perhaps in his native country, before the emperor Theodosius I summoned him to court. Towards the end of his life (possibly around 392) Prudentius retired from public life to become an ascetic, fasting until evening and abstaining entirely from animal food; and writing poems, hymns, and controversial works in defence of Christianity. Prudentius later collected the Ch...
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Arguello_israel: o ye heights of heav'n, adore him; angel hosts, his praises sing; all dominions, bow before him, and extol our god and king; let no tongue on earth be silent, ev'ry voice in concert ring, evermore and evermore! “of the father's love begotten” aurelius clemens prudentius, 348-413
Abrahamgl_1: "cultor dei, memento" type: hymn author: aurelius prudentius clemens service: compline (optional, during passiontide and holy week)
Caltonconsort: the text is translated by helen waddell, from a 4th-century poem by aurelius clemens prudentius
Kfuoradio: he is the alpha and omega, the source of all things. hear christ for you at
Mariaangelagrow: maria angela catholic devotional: poem to saint eulalia from the peristephanon (crown of martyrs) by aurelius prudentius clemens c 400 ad
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Sonnet Xvi. To Kosciusko
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Good Kosciusko, thy great name alone
Is a full harvest whence to reap high feeling;
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Of the wide spheres -- an everlasting tone.
And now it tells me, that in worlds unknown,
The names of heroes, burst from clouds concealing,
And changed to harmonies, for ever stealing
Through cloudless blue, and round each silver throne.
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