Amen."
The latter runs thus: "May God, by whose pity the bodies of
saints rest in the sabbath of peace, turn your hearts to the
desire of the resurrection to come. Amen. And may he who orders
us to bury with honour due the members of the saints whose death
is precious, by the merits of the glorious martyr, Thomas,
vouchsafe to raise you from the dust of vanity. Amen. Where at
length by the power of his benediction ye may be clothed with
doubled festive robes of body and soul. Amen."]
The shepherd slain in the midst of the flock,
Purchased peace at the price of his blood.
O joyous grief, in mournful gladness!
The flock breathes when the shepherd is dead;
The mother wailing, sings for joy in her son,
Because he lives under the sword a conqueror.
The solemnities of Thomas the Martyr are come.
Let the Virgin Mother, the Church, rejoice;
Thomas being raised to the highest priesthood,
Is suddenly changed into another man.
A monk, under [the garb of?] a clerk, secretly clothed with haircloth,
More strong than the flesh subdues the attempts of the flesh;
Whilst the tiller of the Lord's field pulls up the thistles,
And drives away and banishes the foxes from the vineyard.
_The First Lesson._
Dearest Brethren, celebrating now the birth-day of the martyr Thomas,
because we have not power to recount his whole life and conversation,
let our brief discourse run through the manner and cause of his passion.
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