Among the copies that belonged to Lincoln and Herndon, now in the possession of the museum, is a version of the poem, “Dies Irae.”
It is not only a hymn, but a poem—a sublime ode that recalls, in a different movement, the tones of the “Dies Irae.”
The version of 'Dies Irae' is wonderfully severe and solemn and intense.
Thus did I innocently anticipate in my own person that Dies Irae which I had prepared for my imaginary town.
Christs death had shown Gods love; and yet the Dies Irae impends.
Sequentia pro defunctis” was the later title of the “Dies Irae.
Nor yet did this complete the tale of woes of this Dies Irae.
The Dies Irae filled him with awe; he felt all the grandeur of that cry of a repentant soul trembling before the Throne of God.
He wrote excellent English versions of the Dies Irae and the Stabat mater.
Well, the day came,—the Dies Irae for one side or the other, and it proved to be for the "one."