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Ecce dies celebris.
This is another prose of Adam of S. Victor, composed for Easter.
Hail the much remembered Day!
Night from morning flies away,
Life the chains of death hath burst:
Gladness, welcome! grief, begone!
Greater glory draweth on
Than confusion at the first.
Flies the shadowy from the true:
Flies the ancient from the new:
Comfort hath each tear dispersed.
Hail our Pascha, That wast dead!
What preceded in the Head
That each member hopes to gain;
Christ, our newer Pascha now,
Late in death content to bow
When the spotless Lamb was slain.
