O Rhode, dulcis anima, acervo mihi funere rapta, qui tantum properasti matris foedare senectam senilemque aetatem tantos onerare dolores, te sine namque mihi nec lux nec vita iocunda est. quid primum tollerare queam, tua dum singula quaero, cum venit in mentem quod tuorum tu decus omnium esses? quid pudor, castus, quid sancta fides moresque benigni ingeniumque doctrinaque tua et verba sobria mente? prudens et innocua caelestia regna petisti. iam vale perpetuo dulcis et in pace quiesce. Epitaphios Rhodae |
O Rhode, sweet soul, bitter to me death's strike, Which only sped the ravages of a mother's old age, And senility with such heavy grief, For without you there is no joy in light or life. What can I endure first, when I ponder your uniqueness, When it comes to mind that you gloried in everything? Your modesty, chastity, your holy conduct Your teaching and words from a steady mind? Wise and innocent you have sought the celestial kingdom. Now, farewell, sweet one, rest in perpetual peace. Epitaph for Rhode |
State super vias et videte et interrogate de semitis antiquis quae sit via bona et ambulate in ea et invenietis refrigerium animabus vestris
21 Nov 2015
Epitaph for Rhode
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