Carl Orff: Veni, Veni, Venias
“Come, come, O come
Come, come, O come,
do not let me die,
hycra, hycre, nazaza,
trillirivos!
Beautiful is your face,
the gleam of your eye,
your braided hair,
what a glorious creature!
Redder than the rose,
whiter than the lily,
lovelier than all others,
I shall always glory in you!”
SOPHIA!
The American Minervan 