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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342932" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Day Of Wrath / Dies Iræ</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Day of Satan's painful duty! Dies iræ! dies illa!<br>Earth shall vanish, hot and sooty; Solvet sæclum in favilla<br>So says Virtue, so says Beauty. Teste David cum Sibylla. <br>Ah! what terror shall be shaping Quantus tremor est futurus,<br>When the Judge the truth's undraping- Quando Judex est venturus.<br>Cats from every bag escaping! Cuncta stricte discussurus. <br>Now the trumpet's invocation Tuba mirum spargens sonum<br>Calls the dead to condemnation; Per sepulchra regionem, <br>All receive an invitation. Coget omnes ante thronum<br>Death and Nature now are quaking, Mors stupebit, et Natura,<br>And the late lamented, waking, Quum resurget creatura<br>In their breezy shrouds are shaking. Judicanti responsura. <br>Lo! the Ledger's leaves are stirring, Liber scriptus proferetur,<br>And the Clerk, to them referring, In quo totum continetur,<br>Makes it awkward for the erring. Unde mundus judicetur. <br>When the Judge appears in session, Judex ergo quum sedebit,<br>We shall all attend confession, Quicquid latet apparebit,<br>Loudly preaching non-suppression. Nil inultum remanebit. <br>How shall I then make romances Quid sum miser tunc dicturus,<br>Mitigating circumstances? Quem patronem rogaturus,<br>Even the just must take their chances. Quum vix justus sit securus? <br>King whose majesty amazes, Rex tremendæ majestatis,<br>Save thou him who sings thy praises; Qui salvandos salvas gratis;<br>Fountain, quench my private blazes. Salva me, Fons pietatis. <br>Pray remember, sacred Saviour, Recordare, Jesu pie,<br>Mine the playful hand that gave your Quod sum causa tuæ viæ;<br>Death-blow. Pardon such behavior. Ne me perdas illa die. <br>Seeking me, fatigue assailed thee, Quærens me sedisti lassus<br>Calvary's outlook naught availed thee; Redemisti crucem passus,<br>Now 'twere cruel if I failed thee. Tantus labor non sit cassus. <br>Righteous judge and learnèd brother, Juste Judex ultionis,<br>Pray thy prejudices smother Donum fac remissionis<br>Ere we meet to try each other. Ante diem rationis. <br>Sighs of guilt my conscience gushes, Ingemisco tanquam reus,<br>And my face vermilion flushes; Culpa rubet vultus meus;<br>Spare me for my pretty blushes. Supplicanti parce, Deus. <br>Thief and harlot, when repenting, Qui Mariam absolvisti,<br>Thou forgavest-complimenting Et latronem exaudisti,<br>Me with sign of like relenting. Mihi quoque spem dedisti. <br>If too bold is my petition Preces meæ non sunt dignæ,<br>I'll receive with due submission Sed to bonus fac benigne<br>My dismissal-from perdition. Ne perenni cremer igne. <br>When thy sheep thou hast selected Inter oves locum præsta.<br>From the goats, may I, respected, Et ab hædis me sequestra,<br>Stand amongst them undetected. Statuens in parte dextra. <br>When offenders are indited, Confutatis maledictis,<br>And with trial-flames ignited, Flammis acribus addictis,<br>Elsewhere I'll attend if cited. Voca me cum benedictis. <br>Ashen-hearted, prone and prayerful, Oro supplex et acclinis,<br>When of death I see the air full, Cor contritum quasi cinis;<br>Lest I perish too be careful. Gere curam mei finis. <br>On that day of lamentation, Lacrymosa dies illa<br>When, to enjoy the conflagration, Qua resurget et favilla,<br>Men come forth, O be not cruel: Judicandus homo reus,<br>Spare me, Lord-make them thy fuel. Huic ergo parce, Deus!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ambrose+Bierce">Ambrose Bierce</a><div class=q>
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Earth shall vanish, hot and sooty; Solvet sæclum in favilla
So says Virtue, so says Beauty. Teste David cum Sibylla. 
Ah! what terror shall be shaping Quantus tremor est futurus,
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