SceneVII

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Scene

VII

Antiochus

Uncover that obstinate little neck, Charity, and prepare for the sword of the executioner.

Charity

This time I do not wish to resist. I am glad to obey.

Sapientia

Now, little one, now we must give thanks; now we must exult in Christ. Now I am free from anxiety, for I am certain of your triumph.

Charity

Kiss me, mother, and commend my soul to Christ.

Sapientia

May He Who quickened you in my womb receive the spirit He breathed into you!

Charity

Glory be to Thee, O Christ, Who hast called me to Thyself, and honoured me with the martyr’s crown!

Sapientia

Farewell, beloved child, farewell; and when you are united to Christ in heaven give a thought to the mother who gave you life even when the years had exhausted her strength.