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Published on Nov 7, 2010
Tell, O Sicily, and ye, the many islands of the sea, the judgments of God. Confess what thou hast done, since we are compelled to make God's chastisement manifest. Alas! our ships enter the port, but of a thousand sailors hardly ten are spared. We reach our homes; our kindred and our neighbors come from all parts to visit us. Woe to us for we cast at them the darts of death! Whilst we spoke to them, whilst they embraced us and kissed us, we scattered the poison from our lips. Going back to their homes, they in turn soon infected their whole families, who in three days succumbed, and were buried in one common grave. Lamenting our misery, we feared to fly, yet we dared not remain.
Music by Erling Wold Text by Gabriele de' Mussi (Istoria de morbo sive mortalitate que fuit de 1348)