Petrum Marcello venetum - O Petre antistes inclite (Johannes Ciconia)

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• (Posted 2006-02-24)  CPDL #11068:        (Finale 2000)

Editor: Sabine Cassola (submitted 2006-02-24).   Score information: A4, 5 pages, 104 kB   Copyright: CPDL

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Title: Petrum Marcellum [Marcello] venetum - O Petre antistes inclite
Composer: Johannes Ciconia

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SSTT
Genre: Secular, Motet

Language: Latin
Instruments: A cappella

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Latin text Petrum Marcello Venetum Romano cretum sanguine, Pastorem nostrum carmine* Laudemus bene meritum. Exultet urbs Euganee Adventu tanti presulis Exultet plausu jubilis Voves sonent etheree. Stirps leteris* Marcellina Tali alumno decorata; Cujus gradu sublimata* Illi tota te declina. Plaudat Patavinus chorus Laudes Jovi summo pangant voce leta celum tangant venit enim pastor verus. O Petre, antistes inclite Vere virtutis speculum Quo nostrum inter speculum Nos mina recto limite. Pater amantissime, Nos oves tuas dirige Et aberrantes corrige Judex cunctis justissime. O cleri primas Padue Nos tuos rite regula Peccantes coge ferula Sordida cuncta dilue. Sint laudes Regi glorie Qui nos te dignos redidit; Qui melon istud edidit Adesto tuo Ciconie.  *Reading doubtful, MS text corrected

English translation Pietro Marcello, the Venetian, Let's praise, our shepherd, Born from Roman blood, With a well-deserved hymn. Let Padua, of the ancient Euganei founded, rejoice At the arrival of so great a Prelate. Let her exult with jubilant applause. You vow it: may the heavens ring. Rejoice, house of Marcello, Adorned by such a descendant! Raised up by his new rank, Bow down fully to him. Let the choir of Padua rejoice; Let them sing the praises of God most high; With joyful voice let them reach heaven; For now has come a true pastor. Peter, Bishop reknowned, Mirror of virtue true, With which we pray you in our age Drive us in the right way. Most loving Father, Guide us your sheep, And correct those who wander away, Judge of all, most just. Primate of the clergy of Padua, Rightly rule us, who are yours. Urge on sinners with your staff; Wash all dirt away. Praise to the King of glory, Who made us worthy of you, Who will, I pray, be present With him who writes this song, your Ciconia.    Philip Krinks