Why, impious Herod - Coelius Sedulius

Why, impious Herod, shouldst thou fear

Because the Christ is come so near?

He who doth heavenly kingdoms grant

Thine earthly realm can never want.

The Tyrian Landscape - Nonnus of Panopolis

Furrows the calm main

The Tyrian sailor with his oar,

And the ploughman, the green soil

By the sylvan shore.

On the Tomb of Sayid - Abd Almalec Alharithy

Lest are the tenants of the tomb!

With envy I their lot survey;

For SAYID shares the solemn gloom,

And mingles with their mouldering clay.

 

Poem by the Emperor - Emperor Yūryaku

Girl with your basket,

     with your pretty basket,

with your shovel,

     with your pretty shovel,

gathering shoots on the hillside here.

Dear Christ we crave thy favour - Magnus Felix Ennodius

Dear Christ we crave thy favour, 

To guide our steps aright; 

O, hear our tearful voices, 

Be with us through the night. 

I will flee to my Helper - Yose ben Yose

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¹ Let me flee to my Helper

I will find (Him) right in front of me

God is close to me

whenever I call out with (my) voice.

 

Returning to the Fields - Tao Yuanming

When I was young, I was out of tune with the herd:
My only love was for the hills and mountains.
Unwitting I fell into the Web of the World’s dust
And was not free until my thirtieth year.

In Praise of God (from Avoda) - Yose ben Yose

I shall proclaim the mighty deeds of God,
     who is glorious in power.
He alone is God
     and there is no other;

An Even-song - St. Patrick

May Thy holy angels, O Christ, son of living God,
Guard our sleep, our rest, our shining bed.

The deer's cry - St. Patrick

I arise today
Through a mighty strength, the invocation of the Trinity,
Through a belief in the threeness,
Through confession of the oneness
Of the Creator of Creation.

Fierce was the wild billow - St. Anatolius of Constantinople

Fierce was the wild billow,
Dark was the night;
Oars laboured heavily,
Foam glimmered white;

Decora Lux Aeternitatis - Elpis

Eternal glory, with the streaming ray
Of holy fire, has filled the golden day,
Crowning with light the apostolic chiefs,
And opening through the stars their luminous way.

The Day is Past and Over - St. Anatolius

The day is past and over;
  All thanks, O Lord, to Thee;
I pray Thee now that sinless
  The hours of dark may be:
O Jesu, keep me in Thy sight,
And guard me through the coming night.

Above the world - Magnus Felix Ennodius

Above the world the deepening pall
Of gloomy night begins to fall;
And every heart that languisheth,
May gain new life from seeming death.

The Garden in Samothrace - Nonnus of Panopolis

Such was that shady garden. Near flowed forth
A fountain with two springs, whence all might draw
Perennial waters cool; in many a rill
Thence had the skilful gardener trained along
From plant to plant the winding wandering stream.