Stabat virgo juxta crucem (Noel Bauldeweyn)
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- Editor: Mick Swithinbank (submitted 2021-08-25). Score information: A4, 11 pages, 129 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Transposed up a minor third, in view of the very low pitch of the Bassus part (F5 clef in the source). Consequently, at one point the Altus line goes up to high E flat. Editorial Quintus part supplied in the baritone range.
General Information
Title: Stabat virgo juxta crucem
Composer: Noel Bauldeweyn
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 6vv Voicing: SATTBB
Genre: Sacred, Motet
Language: Latin
Instruments: A cappella
Manuscript 1536–1540 in München Universitätsbibliothek MS 4° Art. 401, no. 11
Description: Source: Austrian manuscript D-Mu Cim.44i 1-4. The Quintus book is missing. The fourth voice down carries a cantus firmus: a lightly modified version of the plainchant 'Tota pulchra es amica mea'.
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Original text and translations
Latin text
Stabat virgo iuxta crucem
videns pati veram lucem
mater regis omnium.
Vidit caput corona spinis,
latus perforatum
vidit mori filium.
Vidit caput inclinatum
totum corpus cruentatum
pastorem pro ovibus.
Vidit vultum maceratum
flagellisque cruciatum
servorum excessibus
vidit potum felle mixtum
crucifixum gubernantem omnia
Christum pati haec flagella
virgo mater et puella
vidit et opprobria.
Audit virgo haec dicentem
natum suum innocentem:
ecce filius, ecce mater filius.
Pati vidit virgo natum,
dicentem: est consummatum,
sic eam transivit gladius.
In dolore tunc fuisti
pia mater cum vidisti
mori tuum filium,
dolor ingens, dolor ille,
dicunt sancti plus quam mille
excellit martyrium.
Virgo mitis, virgo pia,
spes reorum, vitae via,
virgo plena gratia.
Iube natum ac implora
servis tuis sine mora
nobis dare gaudia.
Amen.
Tota pulchra es amica mea
et macula non est in te.
Favus distillans labia tua,
mel et lac sub lingua tua,
odor unguentorum tuorum
super omnia aromata.
Iam enim hiems transiit,
imber abiit et recessit,
flores apparuerunt,
vineae florentes odorem dederunt,
et vox turturis audita est in terra nostra.
Surge propera amica mea,
veni de Libano, veni, coronaberis.