{"hilary-arles-metrum-genesim/1":{"o":"Paruimus monitis, tua dulcia jussa secuti, / Antistes Christi. quæ dabas ore pio. / An ego non canerem tanti præconia Patris, / Munus opusque Dei, dum mihi lingua foret? / Rauca quidem, stridens, et nullis digna coronis, / Ingeniumque jacens, sed libet alta loqui. / Dignum opus et justum est semper tibi dicere grates, / Omnipotens mundi genitor, quo principe cuncta / Natalem sumpsere diem, atque exorta repente / Post tenebras stupido spectarunt lumina coelo. / Gens hominum, pecudesque, feræ, milleque vo­ / lucres. / Et quæ per liquidos discurrunt agmina campos. / Omnia per temet, ex te, qui maxima condis, / Ex te, nati Pater; nec jam patris est poter alter. / Tu capitis primique caput, tu fontis origo, / Primus apex rerum, primus sator, omnia condens: / Nec tamen ex alio ducis genus, ipse perennis / Spiritus, antiquo vivens per sæcula motu, / Semper eris, quia semper eras, non mortis egenus, / Qui natalis inops, nec finem noveris ævi. / Ex se principium, cui contigit, haud manet / alter / Auctorem casus, nascentia terminus urget. / Omnia cum tegeret nigrum chaos, altaque moles / Desuper urgeret informis corpora mundi / Et caliganti premeret serotina nocte, / Nec species, nec forma foret; Deus intus agebas, / Corporibus tectis mixtus, secreta atestas. / jam tum disponens nascentia mœnia mundi,","t":"We have obeyed your counsels, following your sweet commands,\nbishop of Christ, which you gave with loving mouth.\nShould I not sing the praises of so great a Father,\nthe gift and work of God, while I have a tongue?\nHoarse indeed, grating, and worthy of no crowns,\nand my wit lies low; yet I delight to speak of lofty things.\nIt is a worthy and right work always to give you thanks,\nalmighty Begetter of the world, under whose rule all things\ntook their day of birth, and, suddenly risen\nafter the darkness, beheld the lights in the astonished sky:\nthe race of men, cattle, wild beasts, and a thousand birds,\nand the throngs that run through the liquid plains.\nAll things are through you, from you, who found the greatest things,\nfrom you, Father of the Son; nor is there any other power as father.\nYou are the head of the head and of the first, you the source of the spring,\nthe first summit of things, the first sower, founding all things;\nnor do you draw your race from another; you yourself, the everlasting\nSpirit, living through the ages in ancient motion,\nwill always be, since you always were, not subject to death,\nwho, having no birth, will know no end of time.\nBeginning from yourself, whom nothing befalls; no other remains:\nthings that fall by chance need an author; an end presses on things born.\nWhen black chaos covered all things, and the lofty mass\npressed down from above on the shapeless bodies of the world\nand weighed them down with dark, late night,\nand there was neither appearance nor form, you, God, were at work within,\nmingled with the hidden bodies, stirring their secret depths,\nalready then arranging the walls of the world to be born,","f":"Hilary of Arles, <i>Metr. Gen.</i> 1 (PL 50; trans. Sophia Scriptura, https://sophiascriptura.com/p/hilary-arles-metrum-genesim/1)."},"hilary-arles-metrum-genesim/121":{"o":"Est pater! o felix nimium, qui ducis olympo / Et genus et formam! si te non noxia terrae / Decipiant vitia, nec blandus subruat error, / Numen eris, coeloque redux mirabere regna, / Quae promissa bonis fido Pater exhibet ore. / Nam tibi multa Deus nascenti contulit ultro, / Ætheream faciem primum, vultumque paternum, / Incessumque pedum rectum, sublimia colla, / Ne qua mora in coelum oculis spectantibus esset, / Tunc alacres promptasque manus, vitaeque ministras / Atque domum divae pectus rationis, et alti / Sedem consilii, fundendæ vocis honorem. Haec soli concessa homini: nam caetera mutum / Est pecus: obtinuit ventrem, praecordia, nervos, / Venarum rivos, et sparsum corpore sanguen, / It Juste, levique simul sensusque dolores. / Tu vero, Omnipotens, privato munere largus / Erga hominem, manibusque tuis operisque favore / Impendens patria pignus pietate colendo, / Ne quid divinis modo desit vultibus, ignem / Ætheris inspiras, et sacræ mentis opimam / Indulges partem, permixtus corpore toto, / Tunc meminisse licet veterum, praesentia nosse / Hinc datur, atque animae fas est ventura videre. / Hinc loquimur canimusque Deum, hinc sidera cuncta / Terrarumque viget cultus, pontusque movetur; / Hinc artes, nomenque pudor, prudentia, justum; / Hinc animae surgunt fortes, hinc pergit honestum, / Et via quae ducit castos ad limina coeli. Ergo hominem pleno perfectum munere terris / Praeponis, Genitor, et rerum tradis habenas: / Cuncta habeat subdatque sibi, fieretque","t":"is father! O too happy, you who draw from Olympus\nboth race and form! If the harmful vices of earth\ndo not deceive you, nor beguiling error undermine you,\nyou will be divine, and, returning to heaven, you will marvel at the kingdoms\nwhich the Father with faithful mouth shows as promised to the good.\nFor God freely conferred many things on you at your birth:\nfirst a heavenly face and a fatherly countenance,\nan upright gait, a lofty neck,\nso that eyes looking up to heaven should meet no hindrance;\nthen quick and ready hands, the ministers of life,\nand the breast, the home of divine reason, the seat\nof lofty counsel, the honour of pouring out the voice.\nThese things were granted to man alone: for the rest is dumb\ncattle; it received belly, inner parts, sinews,\nstreams of veins, and blood spread through the body,\nand, along with them, light senses and pains.\nBut you, Almighty, generous with a special gift\ntoward man, by your hands and the favour of your work,\nspending yourself in fatherly love on cultivating your pledge,\nlest anything be lacking to the divine face, breathe into him\nthe fire of heaven, and grant him a rich portion of sacred mind,\nmingled through his whole body.\nFrom this it is possible to remember the past, to know the present\nis given from this, and the soul may see things to come.\nHence we speak and sing of God; hence all the stars,\nthe cultivation of the lands flourishes, and the sea is moved;\nhence the arts, and good name, modesty, prudence, justice;\nhence brave souls rise up, hence honour goes forward,\nand the way that leads the chaste to the thresholds of heaven.\nSo, Begetter, you set man, perfected with full gifts, over the lands,\nand hand him the reins of things:\nlet him have all things and subject them to himself, and become","f":"Hilary of Arles, <i>Metr. Gen.</i> 121 (PL 50:1289; trans. Sophia Scriptura, https://sophiascriptura.com/p/hilary-arles-metrum-genesim/121)."},"hilary-arles-metrum-genesim/151":{"o":"Telluris dominus, famulus tuus, omnia mundi / Possideat, tantum Domino tibi serviat uni. Postquam primus homo vetito se pascere ligno / Non timuit, captusque dolis se praebuit angui, / Stat reus, et nudus dejecto lumine vestem / Implorans, Dominumque fugit, vultumque recondit / Culpa comes sequitur, peccato obnoxia vita / Debilitat vires, coelo venientia dona. / Æthere demissus paulatim deficit ignis, / Frigore peccati torpentia corda rigescunt, / Cura cibi ventrisque subibat, cura tegendi / Corporis, et sacrum subeunt mortalia pectus. Nascitur hinc proles peccati, germinat inde / Deterior soboles multo, pejorque priori / Progenies sequitur gradibus ad crimina crescens: / Crimina quae stimulis acuunt dementia corda, / Teque, Pater, variis armant … Tum primum venit opere incumbere terris / Intempestivus descendere nubibus imber, / Fulmina tum primum coelo dejecta sereno; / Horrida tum grando turbatos verberat agros, / Et tonitru altisono infractus murmurat æther. / Nec tamen ista malos revocant; furor impius orbem / Obsidet, et laxis rabies defertur habenis. / Bella placent, caedesque simul, perjuria, fraudes, / Mentirique libet, rapere est amor, abdere furta. / Nulla fides populis, nulla est jam veritas usquam. / Diluvio abluitur terrarum crimen et undis, / Virque unus residet generis populique refector. / Arca tegit paucos castorum semina servans; / Jam tum venturi facies monstrata lavacri, / Atque unus multis, per quem data luce renati, / Susceptor fido servans Ecclesia partu. Postquam diluvii cecidit tumor, unda resedit,","t":"lord of the earth, your servant; let him possess all things of the world,\nand serve you alone, his one Lord.\nAfter the first man did not fear to feed on the forbidden tree,\nand, caught by deceit, gave himself over to the serpent,\nhe stands guilty and naked, with downcast eyes, begging\nfor clothing; he flees the Lord and hides his face.\nGuilt follows as his companion; life, made liable to sin,\nweakens his strength and the gifts that came from heaven.\nThe fire sent down from heaven gradually fails;\nhearts numb with the cold of sin grow stiff;\ncare for food and belly came on, care for covering\nthe body, and mortal things enter the sacred breast.\nHence the offspring of sin is born; from it sprouts\na far worse brood, and a generation worse than the former\nfollows, growing by steps toward crimes:\ncrimes which sharpen mad hearts with goads,\nand arm them against you, Father, with various …\nThen for the first time unseasonable rain came down from the clouds\nto press upon the work of the lands;\nthen for the first time thunderbolts were hurled from a clear sky;\nthen horrid hail lashes the troubled fields,\nand the heaven, broken by high-sounding thunder, rumbles.\nYet these things do not call back the wicked; impious fury\nbesieges the world, and rage is carried on with loosened reins.\nWars please them, and slaughter too, perjuries, frauds;\nthey love to lie, to plunder, and to hide their thefts.\nThere is no faith among the peoples, no truth anywhere now.\nThe crime of the lands is washed away by the flood and its waves,\nand one man remains, the restorer of the race and people.\nThe ark shelters a few, keeping the seed of the chaste;\nalready then the figure of the coming washing was shown,\nand one ark for many, through which, brought to the light and reborn,\nthe Church receives them, keeping them in faithful birth.\nAfter the swelling of the flood fell and the wave settled,","f":"Hilary of Arles, <i>Metr. Gen.</i> 151 (PL 50:1291; trans. Sophia Scriptura, https://sophiascriptura.com/p/hilary-arles-metrum-genesim/151)."},"hilary-arles-metrum-genesim/181":{"o":"Ales paciferæ folium portavit olivæ, / Jam siccis revolans pennis dedit omina pacis. Tum populus surgit melior et tum purior undis / Gens hominum magnos terris paritura nepotes. / Inde sacerdotis in cœlum dedita corda, / Hinc inter flammas pueri cantare parati, / Et puer impasti quem non tetigere leones, / Tum reges cecinere Deum, tum vera prophetis / Ora sonat cœli sobole sptendentia torris. / Quamvis cuncta Deo servirent crimine victo; / Attamen antiqui etiam nunc gutta veneni / Spargebat populos, et erant vestigia fraudis, / Quae bonus ablueret doctor melioribus undis.","t":"the bird carried a leaf of the peace-bearing olive,\nand, flying back on feathers now dry, gave the omens of peace.\nThen a better people rises, and from the waves a purer\nrace of men, to bring forth great descendants on the earth.\nFrom them came the hearts of priests given to heaven,\nfrom them the boys ready to sing among the flames,\nand the boy whom the unfed lions did not touch;\nthen kings sang of God, then the mouths of prophets sound\ntrue things, shining with the offspring of heaven.\nAlthough all things served God, with crime defeated,\nyet even now a drop of the ancient poison\nwas sprinkling the peoples, and there were traces of deceit,\nwhich the good teacher would wash away with better waters.","f":"Hilary of Arles, <i>Metr. Gen.</i> 181 (PL 50:1291; trans. Sophia Scriptura, https://sophiascriptura.com/p/hilary-arles-metrum-genesim/181)."},"hilary-arles-metrum-genesim/31":{"o":"Et varias rerum facies animasque futuras, / Utque caput victa prompsit caligine noctis / Sublimem attollens vultum, sensere tenebræ. / Mox Dominus rerum somnos discussit inertes, / Pigraque materiestrepidavit numine pulsa / Commotaque simul matura, conscia partus, / Scinditur ingentis cumuli per plurima corpus / Membra, locusque simul metantur semina jussu, / Et confusa sin'ut simul descendunt viscera moles, / Sectaque per partes, formas spectantia frusta, / Jam color intus alit, et blando suscitat igni. Ac primum cœ pausus liber omnia mundi / Complectens spatia, celso suspenditur orbe. / Terra gravis pigro descendit pondere ad imum, / Ac semet defi salo fundata resedit, / Essetque ut spatium vacuae regionis apertæ, / Qua tener incedens mortalia pasceret æther, / Quoque exire patris possent tot munera rerum, / Ortique ferrentur nullo per inane labore. / Diffusæ coguntur aquæ; mox limite certo / Liquuntur maria, nec finem transilit unda. / Tunc oritur lux alma, dies quæ jussa vocari. / Nascentem tenero perfudit lumine mundum. / Munus opusque tuum prodens, tua maxima dona. / Condere quæ genitor patria pietate parabat, / Utque hominum solers posset clarescere vita / Artibus æthereis quæ totas ducere luces. / Gaudet, et ingenium diversa laude fatigat. Insequitur nox atra diem densæque tenebrae, / Corporibus somnos quæ ferrent otia fessis, / Et cunctis unam faciem similemque figuram. / Namque dies varia rerum discriminat ora,","t":"and the varied faces of things, and the souls to come;\nand as it put forth its head, the darkness of night defeated,\nlifting up a lofty face, the shadows felt it.\nSoon the Lord of things shook off the sluggish sleep,\nand the idle matter trembled, struck by the divine power,\nand, stirred at once and ripe, aware of the birth,\nthe body of the huge heap is split into very many members,\nand at the command places and seeds are measured out together,\nand the confused mass, and at once the inner parts sink down,\nand, cut into parts, the pieces look toward their forms;\nnow heat nourishes them within and rouses them with gentle fire.\nAnd first heaven, free, embracing all the spaces of the world,\nis hung on high in its lofty circle.\nThe heavy earth sinks with sluggish weight to the bottom,\nand, founded on the sea, settled itself down;\nand, that there might be a space of empty open region,\nwhere the tender air, moving in, might feed mortal things,\nand by which so many gifts of the Father's works might go forth\nand, once risen, be carried through the void without labour,\nthe scattered waters are gathered; soon, within a fixed limit,\nthe seas flow, and the wave does not leap its bound.\nThen the kindly light arises, which was bidden to be called day,\nand flooded the newborn world with tender light,\nrevealing your gift and work, your greatest gifts,\nwhich the Begetter, with fatherly love, was preparing to found,\nand so that the skilful life of men might grow bright\nwith heavenly arts, which it delights to spend whole days upon;\nit rejoices, and tires its wit with varied praise.\nBlack night follows the day, and thick darkness,\nto bring sleep as rest to weary bodies,\nand to give all things one face and a like figure.\nFor the day distinguishes the varied faces of things,","f":"Hilary of Arles, <i>Metr. Gen.</i> 31 (PL 50; trans. Sophia Scriptura, https://sophiascriptura.com/p/hilary-arles-metrum-genesim/31)."},"hilary-arles-metrum-genesim/61":{"o":"Et dat cuique suum disjecta nocte colorem, / Instigatque animos opere ad majora calentes, / Exacuens variis mortalia pectora curis: / Quo mage forma dies vitæ, nox mortis imago. Tunc condens Pater astra polo, ac lumine vivens, / Sidera distinguens, variis per lecta figuris / Lucifer exsurgit seus et fulgidus ore / Vesper, puniceo spargit aurora capillos / Anguis agit sudum, important pleiades imbres. / Sunt juga, sunt plaustra, gemmantes flore coronæ, / Signaque bissenis annum vulventia formis. / Multaque præterea celsæ domus ornamenta, / Queis sæclum fulcit signis, et regia summa / Pieta arens varia stellarum luce coruscat. / Sed soli lux major inest. quem munere largo / Excultum genitor pleno dignati. hoc ore. / Igneus ille jubar præcelso vertice tollit / Ora rubens patulo, cœli per mœnia fertur, / Astrorum ductor mundi viget, atque elementa. / Ecce aliud mirum, mirum decus, en nova cursum / Mutat luna suum, quos perdit colligit ignes, / Cornuaque exstinguens perturbat lumine frontem. / Mox tamen ardescit completo circulus orbe / Noctilucum lumen pascit sata sidera luce. / Nec tamen aeterno, quae machina volvitur æthre, / Non tantum pictura poli est, nec celsa voluntas; / Mens ratioque subest, et rebus utilis ordo. / Hinc doctrina venit terris, hinc denique cunctis / Consilium agricolis, et qui maria alta pererrant, / Ut se quaque ferant luces praedicere possint, / Venturos norint imbres. siccumque serenum,","t":"and, the night dispersed, gives each its own colour,\nand urges minds, warm with work, to greater things,\nsharpening mortal hearts with various cares:\nso that day is rather the form of life, night the image of death.\nThen the Father, setting the stars in the pole and living light,\ndistinguishing the constellations, set out in their varied figures:\nthe morning star rises, and, gleaming of face,\nthe evening star; the dawn spreads her crimson hair;\nthe Serpent brings clear weather, the Pleiades bring rains;\nthere are the Yokes, the Wains, the crowns jewelled with flowers,\nand the signs that turn the year in twelve forms,\nand many other ornaments besides of the lofty house,\nby whose signs the age is upheld, and the highest palace,\npainted, glitters with the varied light of the stars.\nBut a greater light is in the sun, which the Begetter,\nwith generous gift and full mouth, deigned to adorn.\nThat fiery radiance lifts its glowing face, wide open,\nfrom its lofty summit, and is carried through the walls of heaven,\nleader of the stars, the strength of the world and the elements.\nBehold another wonder, a wonderful beauty: the new moon\nchanges its course; the fires it loses it gathers again,\nand, putting out its horns, it darkens its brow of light.\nYet soon its circle glows with its orb complete,\nand the night-shining light feeds the stars set in their places with light.\nNor yet is the machine that turns in the eternal ether\nonly a painting of the pole, nor a lofty whim;\nmind and reason lie beneath, and an order useful to things.\nHence knowledge comes to the earth, hence, finally, counsel for all\nfarmers, and for those who wander over the high seas,\nso that they may foretell where the lights will carry themselves,\nand may know the rains to come and the dry clear weather,","f":"Hilary of Arles, <i>Metr. Gen.</i> 61 (PL 50:1289; trans. Sophia Scriptura, https://sophiascriptura.com/p/hilary-arles-metrum-genesim/61)."},"hilary-arles-metrum-genesim/91":{"o":"Tempore quo tauros campis inducat arator, / Et dubium tentet securus navita pontum. Instructos ignes coelo, Pater optime, terras / Excolere aggrederis, et munere donas opimo. / Regna hominum, pecudumque larem requiemque / volucrum / Planescunt campi, colles tumor arduus effert, / Subsidunt valles, florentia prata virescunt, / Saxaque durantur, pinguis se gleba resolvit, / Rumpuntur fontes, fluviis genus arduum unde est, / Herbarum varia consurgunt gramina campis. Jamque seges tenera fructum tundebat arista, / Cum juga nulla forent, nec vomer ullus aratri, / Mugiret nullus proscissis taurus in arvis, / Ecce etiam vitis madido jam plena racemo / Expers falcis adhuc, et duri nescia ferri, / Pampineas celsis texebat collibus umbras. / Diversa exoritur variarum forma ferarum, / Quadrupedes animae, nec non repentia terris. / Nascuntur pictis volucres per nubila pennis. His ubi perfectis Genitor, jam divite mundo / Cuncta videt magni curam deposcere regis, / Qui mare, qui terras, atque omnia nata gubernet, / Quique altum spectet cælum, laudetque potentis / Munera magna Dei, ne sint haec condita frustra. / Tunc faciamus, ais, hominem. Dic, optime, cum quo? / Nunc loqueris? clarum est: jam tum tibi Filius alto / Assidet in solio, et terras spectat amicas. / Sed faciamus, ais, hominem, cujus vultus imago / Noster erit, manibusque meis procedat in aevum. Inde opifex rerum, assumis mollia terrae / Atque virum formas, cujus de costa cupido / Fit mulier vultu, mulier de costa viri fit. / Quo mage chara viro et lateri sit conjugis apta. O felix anima, summi cui dextra Tonantis","t":"the time when the ploughman should lead the bulls into the fields,\nand the sailor, secure, try the doubtful sea.\nHaving furnished the fires in heaven, best Father, you set about\nadorning the lands, and endow them with a rich gift:\nthe kingdoms of men, the home of cattle, and the resting place of birds.\nPlains level out, a lofty swelling raises the hills,\nvalleys sink, flowering meadows grow green,\nrocks harden, the rich clod loosens,\nsprings burst forth, whence the noble race of rivers comes,\nand various grasses of herbs rise up in the fields.\nAnd now the crop was beating out its fruit from the tender ear,\nwhen there were no yokes, nor any ploughshare,\nnor did any bull low in ploughed fields.\nBehold, the vine too, already full of moist clusters,\nstill without the pruning hook and ignorant of hard iron,\nwove shades of vine leaves on the high hills.\nThe varied form of different wild beasts arises,\nfour-footed creatures, and things that creep on the earth.\nBirds are born, flying through the clouds on painted feathers.\nWhen these were completed, the Begetter, the world now rich,\nsees that all things call for the care of a great king,\nto govern sea and lands and all things born,\nand to look at high heaven and praise the great\ngifts of mighty God, lest these things have been founded in vain.\nThen 'Let us make,' you say, 'man.' Tell me, best one, with whom?\nDo you speak now? It is clear: already then your Son sits beside you\non the high throne and looks on the friendly lands.\n'But let us make,' you say, 'man, whose face shall be\nour image, and let him go forth from my hands for ever.'\nThen, Maker of things, you take up soft earth\nand form the man, from whose rib, made desirable,\nwoman is made in face; woman is made from the rib of man,\nso that she may be the dearer to the man and fit for her husband's side.\nO happy soul, whose father is the right hand of the highest Thunderer!","f":"Hilary of Arles, <i>Metr. Gen.</i> 91 (PL 50:1289; trans. Sophia Scriptura, https://sophiascriptura.com/p/hilary-arles-metrum-genesim/91)."}}