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The Chapel of the Convent
Dirge of the Monks:Earth to earth, and dust to dust,Ashes unto ashes go.Judge not. He who judgeth just,Judgeth merciful also.Earthly penitence hath fled,Earthly sin hath ceased to be;Pile the sods on heart and head,Miserere Domine!
Hominum et angelorum,Domine! precamur teUt immemor sis malorum—Miserere Domine!(Miserere!)
Will the fruits of life brought forth,Pride and greed, and wrath and lust,Profit in the day of wrath,When the dust returns to dust?Evil flower and thorny fruitLoad the wild and worthless tree.Lo! the axe is at the root,Miserere Domine!
Spes, fidesque, caritasque,Frustra fatigant per se,Frustra virtus, forsque, fasque,Miserere Domine!(Miserere!)
Fair without and foul within,When the honey’d husks are reftFrom the bitter sweets of sin,Bitterness alone is left;Yet the wayward soul hath strivenMostly hell’s ally to be,In the strife ‘twixt hell and heaven,Miserere Domine!
Heu! heu! herba latet anguis—Caro herba—carni vae—Solum purgat, Christi sanguis,Miserere Domine!(Miserere!)
Pray that in the doubtful fightMan may win through sore distress,By His goodness infinite,And His mercy fathomless.Pray for one more of the weary,Head bow’d down and bended knee,Swell the requiem, Miserere!Miserere Domine!
Bonum, malum, qui fecistiMali imploramus te,Salve fratrem, causa Christi,Miserere Domine!(Miserere!)
[End of Ashtaroth.]
The extension of the tramways has necessitated the removal of this statue to Spring-street. ↩