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 came and led me home. See, my daughter, what my Son endured for thee. — Lib. i., c. 10.

When the Passion of my Son drew nigh, his eyes were filled with tears, and his body with sweat, through fear of the Passion, and he was soon torn from my sight; nor did I see him more, till he was brought out to be scourged. Then he was dragged to the ground, and dashed forward so cruelly, that as his head struck, his teeth were dashed together, and he was so violently beaten on the neck and cheek, that the sound of the blows reached my ears. Then at the lictor’s order he stripped himself of his clothes; voluntarily clasping the pillar, he was bound tightly, and his whole body lacerated with scourges tipped with sharp points turned back, not pulling out, but ploughing up. At the first blow, as if smitten in heart, I lost all sense; and coming to, after a time, I beheld his body torn for he