Hymn At Cock-crow (hymnus Ad Galli Cantum) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCAC BBDB CDCB BECB BBDC BCBB BBCD ECFC BCEB BABD BBCB BFDC BDCB BABC GBBA CCCC BDCB DDDD HCAC BBDC BDIC BJCB KDBB ADDE BDBD D F EEBB LLCC CCCC JJCC EEDD EECC CCCC JJBB BBCC AACC CCBB BJEE CCJJ EEBB CCCC CCJC CCBB CCCC DDDD EECC DDDD CCCC EEJJ BBCC CCEE| Hymn At Cock Crow Hymnus Ad Galli Cantum | A |
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| Ales diei nuntius | B |
| lucem propinquam praecinit | C |
| nos excitator mentium | A |
| iam Christus ad vitam vocat | C |
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| Auferte clamat lectulos | B |
| aegros soporos desides | B |
| castique recti ac sobrii | D |
| vigilate iam sum proximus | B |
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| Post solis ortum fulgidi | C |
| serum est cubile spernere | D |
| ni parte noctis addita | C |
| tempus labori adieceris | B |
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| Vox ista qua strepunt aves | B |
| stantes sub ipso culmine | E |
| paulo ante quam lux emicet | C |
| nostri figura est iudicis | B |
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| Tectos tenebris horridis | B |
| stratisque opertos segnibus | B |
| suadet quietem linquere | D |
| iam iamque venturo die | C |
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| Ut cum coruscis flatibus | B |
| aurora caelum sparserit | C |
| omnes labore exercitos | B |
| confirmet ad spem luminis | B |
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| Hic somnus ad tempus datus | B |
| est forma mortis perpetis | B |
| peccata ceu nox horrida | C |
| cogunt iacere ac stertere | D |
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| Sed vox ab alto culmine | E |
| Christi docentis praemonet | C |
| adesse iam lucem prope | F |
| ne mens sopori serviat | C |
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| Ne somnus usque ad terminos | B |
| vitae socordis opprimat | C |
| pectus sepultum crimine | E |
| et lucis oblitum suae | B |
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| Ferunt vagantes daemonas | B |
| laetos tenebris noctium | A |
| gallo canente exterritos | B |
| sparsim timere et cedere | D |
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| Invisa nam vicinitas | B |
| lucis salutis numinis | B |
| rupto tenebrarum situ | C |
| noctis fugat satellites | B |
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| Hoc esse signum praescii | B |
| norunt repromissae spei | F |
| qua nos soporis liberi | D |
| speramus adventum Dei | C |
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| Quae vis sit huius alitis | B |
| salvator ostendit Petro | D |
| ter antequam gallus canat | C |
| sese negandum praedicans | B |
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| Fit namque peccatum prius | B |
| quam praeco lucis proximae | A |
| inlustret humanum genus | B |
| finemque peccandi ferat | C |
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| Flevit negator denique | G |
| ex ore prolapsum nefas | B |
| cum mens maneret innocens | B |
| animusque servaret fidem | A |
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| Nec tale quidquam postea | C |
| linguae locutus lubrico est | C |
| cantuque galli cognito | C |
| peccare iustus destitit | C |
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| Inde est quod omnes credimus | B |
| illo quietis tempore | D |
| quo gallus exsultans canit | C |
| Christum redisse ex inferis | B |
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| Tunc mortis oppressus vigor | D |
| tunc lex subacta est tartari | D |
| tunc vis diei fortior | D |
| noctem coegit cedere | D |
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| Iam iam quiescant inproba | H |
| iam culpa furva obdormiat | C |
| iam noxa letalis suum | A |
| perpessa somnum marceat | C |
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| Vigil vicissim spiritus | B |
| quodcumque restat temporis | B |
| dum meta noctis clauditur | D |
| stans ac laborans excubet | C |
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| Iesum ciamus vocibus | B |
| flentes precantes sobrii | D |
| intenta supplicatio | I |
| dormire cor mundum vetat | C |
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| Sat convolutis artubus | B |
| sensum profunda oblivio | J |
| pressit gravavit obruit | C |
| vanis vagantem somniis | B |
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| Sunt nempe falsa et frivola | K |
| quae mundiali gloria | D |
| ceu dormientes egimus | B |
| vigilemus hic est veritas | B |
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| Aurum voluptas gaudium | A |
| opes honores prospera | D |
| quaecumque nos inflant mala | D |
| fit mane nil sunt omnia | E |
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| Tu Christe somnum dissice | B |
| tu rumpe noctis vincula | D |
| tu solve peccatum vetus | B |
| novumque lumen ingere | D |
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| Hymn At Cock Crow | D |
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| Newly Translated Into English Verse By R Martin Pope | F |
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| Awake the shining day is born | E |
| The herald cock proclaims the morn | E |
| And Christ the soul's Awakener cries | B |
| Bidding us back to life arise | B |
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| Away the sluggard's bed away | L |
| The slumber of the soul's decay | L |
| Ye chaste and just and temperate | C |
| Watch I am standing at the gate | C |
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| After the sun hath risen red | C |
| 'Tis late for men to scorn their bed | C |
| Unless a portion of the night | C |
| They seize for labours of the light | C |
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| Mark ye what time the dawn draws nigh | J |
| How 'neath the eaves the swallows cry | J |
| Know that by true similitude | C |
| Their notes our Judge's voice prelude | C |
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| When hid by shades of dark malign | E |
| On beds of softness we recline | E |
| They call us forth with music clear | D |
| Warning us that the day is near | D |
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| When breezes bright of orient morn | E |
| With rosy hues the heavens adorn | E |
| They cheer with hope of gladdening light | C |
| The hearts that spend in toil their might | C |
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| Though sleep be but a passing guest | C |
| 'Tis type of death's perpetual rest | C |
| Our sins are as a ghastly night | C |
| And seal with slumbers deep our sight | C |
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| But from the wide roof of the sky | J |
| Christ's voice peals forth with urgent cry | J |
| Calling our sleep bound hearts to rise | B |
| And greet the dawn with wakeful eyes | B |
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| He bids us fear lest sensual ease | B |
| Unto life's end the spirit seize | B |
| And in the tomb of shame us bind | C |
| Till we are to the true light blind | C |
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| 'Tis said that baleful spirits roam | A |
| Abroad beneath the dark's vast dome | A |
| But when the cock crows take their flight | C |
| Sudden dispersed in sore affright | C |
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| For the foul votaries of the night | C |
| Abhor the coming of the light | C |
| And shamed before salvation's grace | B |
| The hosts of darkness hide their face | B |
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| They know the cock doth prophesy | B |
| Of Hope's long promised morning sky | J |
| When comes the Majesty Divine | E |
| Upon awakened worlds to shine | E |
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| The Lord to Peter once foretold | C |
| What meaning that shrill strain should hold | C |
| How he before cock crow would lie | J |
| And thrice his Master dear deny | J |
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| For 'tis a law that sin is done | E |
| Before the herald of the sun | E |
| To humankind the dawn proclaims | B |
| And with his cry the sinner shames | B |
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| Then wept he bitter tears aghast | C |
| That from his lips the words had passed | C |
| Though guileless he his soul possessed | C |
| And faith still reigned within his breast | C |
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| Nor ever reckless word he said | C |
| Thereafter by his tongue betrayed | C |
| But at the cock's familiar cry | J |
| Humbled he turned from vanity | C |
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| Therefore it is we hold to day | C |
| That as the world in stillness lay | C |
| What hour the cock doth greet the skies | B |
| Christ from deep Hades did arise | B |
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| Lo then the bands of death were burst | C |
| Shattered the sway of hell accurst | C |
| Then did the Day's superior might | C |
| Swiftly dispel the hosts of Night | C |
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| Now let base deeds to silence fall | D |
| Black thoughts be stilled beyond recall | D |
| Now let sin's opiate spell retire | D |
| To that deep sleep it doth inspire | D |
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| For all the hours that still remain | E |
| Until the dark his goal attain | E |
| Alert for duty's stern command | C |
| Let every soul a sentry stand | C |
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| With sober prayer on Jesus call | D |
| Let tears with our strong crying fall | D |
| Sleep cannot on the pure soul steal | D |
| That supplicates with fervent zeal | D |
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| Too long did dull oblivion cloud | C |
| Our motions and our senses shroud | C |
| Lulled by her numbing touch we stray | C |
| In dreamland's ineffectual way | C |
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| Bound by the dazzling world's soft chain | E |
| 'Tis false and fleeting gauds we gain | E |
| Like those who in deep slumbers lie | J |
| Let us awake the truth is nigh | J |
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| Gold honours pleasure wealth and ease | B |
| And all the joys that mortals please | B |
| Joys with a fatal glamour fraught | C |
| When morning comes lo all are nought | C |
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| But thou O Christ put sleep to flight | C |
| And break the iron bands of night | C |
| Free us from burden of past sin | E |
| And shed Thy morning rays within | E |
Aurelius Clemens Prudentius
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Hymn At Cock-crow (hymnus Ad Galli Cantum) is a poem by Aurelius Clemens Prudentius. This page includes the poem text, poet information, related topics, comments, and similar poems.