Hippolytus was dragged by wild horses over rocks and briars till his body was all torn; Cassian, who was a schoolmaster, was delivered by the judge to the children he had taught, and died of the thousands of wounds inflicted by their styluses.
At the beginning of this month, we saw Stephen himself come to blend his dignity of protomartyr with the glory of Sixtus II’s deacon, by sharing his tomb. In Laurence, it seemed that both the struggle and the victory of martyrdom reached their highest point.
The seed of new Christians sprung from the blood of martyrdom; for today we greet the first fruits thereof in the person of St. Romanus, the neophyte whom his first torments won to Christ, and who preceded him to heaven.