deus bone, quod gaudium fuit laboriosis cum tu sanctum pedem semirutis moenibus intulisti! quam tu ab omni ordine sexu aetate stipatissimus ambiebare! quae salsi erga singulos libra sermonis! quam te blandum pueri, comem iuvenes, gravem senes metiebantur! quas tu lacrimas ut parens omnium super aedes incendio prorutas et domicilia semiusta fudisti! quantum doluisti campos sepultos ossibus insepultis! quae tua deinceps exhortatio, quae reparationem suadentis animositas!
Merciful God, what a joy it was to the harassed folk when you set your sacred foot within our half-demolished walls! What dense crowds surrounded you of every class, sex and age! How nicely you adjusted your piquant remarks to suit the individuals you addressed! How winning the children considered you, how courteous the young people, how impressive their elders! What tears you shed, as if you were the father of us all, over buildings levelled by fire and houses half-burnt! How you lamented the fields buried under the bones of the unburied! And then how animating was your encouragement, what a great spirit you showed in urging them to rebuild!
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