Excerpt from Songs From Prudentius Some fifteen hundred yews ago, There dwelt, in sunny Spain, the bard whose praise I hymn; His name, Prudentius, but of the man, save what he wrote himself In the brief preface to his work, Wherein he tells his own life's tale - 'Should'st read it friend, - We naught have cognizance, save this alone, e'en that his voice was sweet. The musick of it echoes still, Dim in the mighty vault of Rome's vast sanctuary, When clerkly voices chant their matin hymn, and sometimes too at night, And in Toledo's noble shrine - Where Gothic liturgy, last of its race, still reigns - When the red sun hath set, and canons sing their old-world evensong. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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