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penetrate them. original: "Feralis quidem Libitina..." While the death-goddess Libitina rightfully demanded nothing but mourning and funereal tears, with which all good men were to follow the final fate of their best Prince, Johann Ernst: yet Divine Providence, four years ago, when it gave You to the same Most High Archbishop as a Coadjutor, to be an Atlas supporting the Hercules who was about to be burdened, tempered this so sweetly that the Province of Salzburg, even at the very setting of its sun, did not know darkness, having already begun to be illuminated by another. And thus, with divided duties, it simultaneously mourned the setting sun and celebrated the long-since risen one with festive acclamations. It truly obeyed both commands, magnificently performing its pious and just duty to the Most High Spirit, while rendering the dawn of Your most auspicious reign august with every possible sign of joy: except that his arrival, full of Majesty—which it adorned as splendidly as it could with the gathered effort of all its powers—affects the mind more strongly (as things present are wont to do). Nor was it fitting to adore this rising most serene Sun with lesser joys: for besides the fact that it did not make You a Prince but received You as one born, the Most August Emperor Joseph crowned your merits—as he did your highest merits toward the Viennese Church and your most illustrious lineage toward the most glorious House of Austria—when he called You from the Bishopric of Vienna to the more noble See of Salzburg.