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Stabat Mater. Giovanni Pierluigi da Palestrina. King's College Choir. David Willcocks, conductor

00:00 Manuscripts, title, intro 00:53 King's College Choir. Traditional score 10:42 Addendum. Manuscripts, info Stabat Mater Giovanni Pierluigi da Palestrina (3 February 1525 – 2 February 1594) King's College Choir David Willcocks, conductor Earliest Published Scored Manuscript (19th century) Universitätsbibliothek der Eberhard Karls Universität (D-Tu): Mk 74 Richard Wagner created a version of Palestrina’s Stabat Mater in 1848 for a historical concert in Dresden. Richard Wagner created a version of Giovanni Pierluigi da Palestrina's Stabat Mater in 1848 for a historical concert in Dresden, which was published in 1878 by Christian Friedrich Kahnt. Wagner's edition is significant among 19th-century transcriptions, gaining attention from Franz Liszt, though it altered the original work by removing its antiphonal character. The edition included a German translation of the Latin lyrics and was arranged for a double chorus of mixed voices. 1. Stabat Mater dolorosa Iuxta crucem lacrimosa Dum pendebat Filius. 2. Cuius animam gementem Contristatam et dolentem Pertransivit gladius. 3. O quam tristis et afflicta Fuit illa benedicta Mater unigeniti! 4. Quae moerebat et dolebat, Pia Mater, dum videbat Nati poenas incliti. 5. Quis est homo qui non fleret, Matrem Christi si videret In tanto supplicio? 6. Quis non posset contristari, Christi Matrem contemplari Dolentem cum Filio? 7. Pro peccatis suae gentis Vidit Iesum in tormentis, Et flagellis subditum. 8. Vidit suum dulcem natum Moriendo desolatum Dum emisit spiritum. 9. Eja Mater, fons amoris Me sentire vim doloris Fac, ut tecum lugeam. 10. Fac, ut ardeat cor meum In amando Christum Deum Ut sibi complaceam. 11. Sancta Mater, istud agas, Crucifixi fige plagas Cordi meo valide. 12. Tui nati vulnerati, Tam dignati pro me pati, Poenas mecum divide. 13. Fac me tecum, pie, flere, Crucifixo condolere, Donec ego vixero. 14. Juxta crucem tecum stare, Et me tibi sociare In planctu desidero. 15. Virgo virginum praeclara, Mihi jam non sis amara Fac me tecum plangere. 16. Fac, ut portem Christi mortem Passionis fac consortem, Et plagas recolere. 17. Fac me plagis vulnerari, Fac me cruce inebriari, Et cruore Filii. 18. Flammis ne urar succensus Per te, Virgo, sim defensus In die judicii. 19a. Fac me cruce custodiri Morte Christi praemuniri Confoveri gratia (Draghi, among others) 19b. Christe, cum sit hinc exíre, da per Matrem me veníre ad palmam victóriæ. (Solesmes, Verdi) 20. Quando corpus morietur, Fac, ut animae donetur Paradisi gloria. Amen. English.png English translation 1. At the cross her station keeping, stood the mournful mother weeping, close to Jesus to the last. 2. Through her soul, of joy bereaved, bowed with anguish, deeply grieved, now at length the sword hath passed. 3. Oh how sad and sore distressed was that mother highly blessed, of the sole-begotten One! 4. Christ above in torment hangs; She beneath beholds the pangs Of her dying glorious Son. 5. Is there one who would not weep, Whelm'd in miseries so deep Christ's dear Mother to behold? 6. Can the human heart refrain From partaking in her pain, In that Mother's pain untold? 7. Bruis'd, derided, curs'd, defil'd, She beheld her tender child All with bloody scourges rent. 8. For the sins of His own nation, Saw Him hang in desolation, Till His spirit forth He sent. 9. O thou Mother! fount of love! Touch my spirit from above; Make my heart with thine accord. 10. Make me feel as thou hast felt; Make my soul to glow and melt With the love of Christ our Lord. 11. Holy Mother! pierce me through; In my heart each wound renew Of my Saviour crucified. 12. Let me share with thee His pain, Who for all my sins was slain, Who for me in torments died. 13. Let me mingle tears with thee, Mourning Him who mourn'd for me, All the days that I may live. 14. By the cross with thee to stay, There with thee to weep and pray, Is all I ask of thee to give. 15. Virgin of all virgins best, Listen to my fond request Let me share thy grief divine. 16. Let me, to my latest breath, In my body bear the death Of that dying Son of thine. 17. Wounded with His every wound, Steep my soul till it hath swoon'd In His very blood away. 18. Be to me, O Virgin, nigh, Lest in flames I burn and die, In His awful Judgment day. 19. Christ, when Thou shalt call me hence, Be Thy Mother my defence, Be Thy cross my victory. [this verse does not translate the Latin v. 19] 20. While my body here decays, May my soul Thy goodness praise, Safe in Paradise with Thee