Nulla, precor, busto surgant mihi marmora: bustum Haec mihi sint mortis conscia saxa meae. Sic nec opus fuerit, notet ut quis carmine bustum, Pro Domino, dicens, occidit ille suo. Hic mihi sit tumulus, quem mors dedit ipsa; meique Ipse hic martyrii sit mihi martyrium. _St. Stephen to his friends, to raise no monument._ I pray you, raise, my friends, no tomb for me, But let these conscious stones my record be; Nor will there then be need of verse to tell That here for his dear Lord a martyr fell. That which brought death, a tomb shall also bring, And be the witness of my witnessing. CL. CLI. _In D. Joannem, quem Domitianus ferventi oleo illaesum indidit._ Illum qui, toto currens vaga flammula mundo, Non quidem Joannes, ipse sed audit amor-- Illum ignem extingui, bone Domitiane, laboras? Hoc non est oleum, Domitiane, dare.[80] _On St. John, whom Domitian cast into a caldron of boiling oil, he unhurt._ That fire--which o'er the world a wandering flame, Bears not the name of John, but Love's own name-- To quench, my good Domitian, dost thou toil? Fire scarce is quench'd, methinks, by adding oil. CL. CLII. _In tenellos martyres._ Ah, qui tam propero cecidit sic funere, vitae Hoc habuit tantum, possit ut ille mori. At cujus Deus est sic usus funere, mortis Hoc tantum, ut possit vivere semper, habet. _The infant-martyrs._ Fallen, alas, in life's most tender dawn, With only so much life as die they may. But they 'gainst whom Death's arrows thus are drawn, Only taste death that they may live for aye. G. CLIII. _Attulerunt ei omnes male affectos daemoniacos, lunaticos: et sanavit eos._ Matt. iv. 24. Collige te tibi, torve Draco, furiasque facesque, Quasque vocant pestes nox Erebusque suas: Fac colubros jam tota suos tua vibret Erinnys; Collige, collige te fortiter, ut pereas. _They brought unto Him all sick people that were taken with divers diseases and torments, and those which were possessed with devils, and those which were lunatick, and those that had the palsy; and He healed them._ Gather thy powers, grim Dragon, furies, flames, All plagues which Erebus or midnight claims, Bid each Erinnys high her serpents flourish; Bring all, bring all, that thou mayst wholly perish.[81] R. WI. CLIV. _Tuam ipsius animam pertransibit gladius._ Luc. ii. 35.