Iam carceralis caecitas
splendore lucis fulgurat,
duplexque morsus stipitis
ruptis cavernis dissilit.
Agnoscit hic Vincentius
adesse, quod speraverat,
tanti laboris praemium,
Christum datorem luminis.
Cernit deinde, fragmina
iam testularum mollibus
vestire semet floribus
redolente nectar carcere.
Quin et frequentes angeli
stant ac loquuntur cominus:
quorum unus ore augustior
conpellat his dictis virum:
“Exurge, martyr inclite,
exurge securus tui,
exurge et almis coetibus
noster sodalis addere.
“Decursa iam satis tibi
paenae minacis munia,
pulcroque mortis exitu
omnis peracta est passio.
“O miles invictissime,
fortissimorum fortior,
iam te ipsa saeva et aspera
tormenta victorem tremunt.
“Spectator haec Christus deus
conpensat aevo intermino,
propriaeque conlegam crucis
larga coronat dextera.
“Pone hoc caducum vasculum
conpage textum terrea,
quod dissipatum solvitur,
et liber in caelum veni.”
Now dazzling gleams, O wonder!
Through the dark chamber wave:
Now burst the stocks asunder,
Yawns wide the dungeon-cave.
At once Vincentius haileth
The prize of hard won fight:
Bright Hope o’er gloom prevaileth,
Tis Christ who gives the light.
Sweet flow’rets are enwreathing
Those jagged shards and stones;
Strange nectar scents are breathing
Around that house of groans.
Angels their voices blended
Close to the dying man,
And one in form more splendid
Than all the rest, began.
“Arise, thou glorious Martyr,
All anxious care dismiss,
In Heaven is sealed thy charter,
Come range with us in bliss.
“Thy race is run, and vanished
The trial pangs accurst;
By death triumphant banished,
Torture has done her worst.
“O warrior staunch and peerless,
O bravest of the brave,
The palm to thee, the fearless,
Aghast those torments gave.
“O’er fellow-sufferer bending
The Christ, whose love o’erflows,
With crown of life unending
Indemnifies his woes.
“Come, disenthralled spirit,
Leave here this fragile shell,
Come heavenward and inherit
Fit home wherein to dwell.”
No comments:
Post a Comment