O ignee Spiritus, laus tibi sit, qui in timpanis et citharis operaris. O fiery Spirit, praise to you, who on the tympana and lyre work and play! Mentes hominum de te flagrant et tabernacula animarum eorum vires ipsarum continent. By you the human mind is set ablaze, the tabernacle of its soul contains its strength. Inde voluntas ascendit et gustum anime tribuit, et eius lucerna est desiderium. So mounts the will and grants the soul to taste- desire is its lamp. Intellectus te in dulcissimo sono advocat ac edificia tibi cum racionalitate parat, que in aureis operibus sudat. In sweetest sound the intellect upon you calls, a dwelling-place prepares for you, with reason sweating in the golden labor.