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Redeundo per gyrum.
The following Prose on the Theban Legion, was first published in my Collection of Sequences from a MS. at Wolfenbüttel:—and I never saw it in any other MS. or printed Missal. Mone subsequently edited it from a better MS.: and Daniel comparing the two, has given a more perfect copy than either. It was not of course in the first edition of this book.
As the circling year rolls on
O'er our northern region,
Comes the day that gave the crown
To the Theban Legion:
Equinoctial was that day,[1]
As the world believed it;
Everlasting was its ray,
As that band received it.
They had light that knew no end,
Chiefs of ancient story,
That the sun illumined not,
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