Volume II of the complete works of Chiara Magdalena Cozzolani contains all the works in her 1642 publication Concerti Sacri. The double CD set includes texts and English translations, liner notes by Robert Kendrick and album artwork by Nika Korniyenko.
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Warren Stewart, artistic director
Jennifer Ellis Kampani, soprano
Meg Bragle, alto
David Tayler, theorbo
Hanneke van Proosdij, organ
Text & English Translation
Ave mater dilectissima, ave mater pietatis, iam cessa mærere, iam cessa dolere. Post flagra, post crucem devicta morte, ecce quam amas factus immortalis; iam cessa mærere, iam cessa dolere.
Salve, unigenite dilecte mi, fili mi, in auribus meis! Iam læta vivam, iam læta moriar, quia te video triumphantem. Valete, lachymæ, venite, gaudia; quia quem diligit anima mea apparuit mihi. Valete, lachrymæ, venite, gaudia.
Te salutant et venerantur sanctorum patrum animæ quas mecum vides, mater, virgo, et sponsa, Maria. Lætantur tecum et gaudent et mecum dicunt: “Cara mater, iam cessa mærere, iam cessa dolere.”
O amanda societas, O felix cætus, O nobilis corona, avete; congaudio vobis, congratulor mihi de triumpho unigeniti.
Hail, most beloved mother, hail, mother of devotion, now cease to mourn, now cease to grieve. After the whips and the cross, death has been overcome, behold Him Whom you love made immortal. Now cease to mourn, cease to grieve.
Hail, my only-born, my beloved, my Son, hail. O how sweet, how soft is Your voice, my Son, in my ears! Now I shall live happy, now I shall die happy, for I see You in triumph. Farewell, tears; come, joys, for He Whom my soul sought has appeared to me. Farewell, tears; come, joys.
The souls of the holy fathers whom you see with me, greet and honor you, mother, virgin, and wife, Mary. They are glad and rejoice with you, and say with me: “Dear mother, now cease to mourn, cease to grieve.”
O loving consort, O happy assembly; O noble circle, hail; I rejoice with you, and call myself happy for the triumph of my only-born Son.
Let us all say: “Farewell, tears; come, joys.”