Duodecimo Kalendas Februarii. Luna vicesima. Romae, passio sanctae Agnetis, virginis et martyris; quae, sub praefecto Urbis Symphronio, ignibus iniecta, sed iis per orationem eius exstinctis, gladio percussa est. De ea beatus Hieronymus haec scribit: "Omnium gentium litteris atque linguis, praecipue in Ecclesiis, Agnetis vita laudata est; quae et aetatem vicit et tyrannum, et titulum castitatis martyrio consecravit".
"Santa Inés de Roma, virgen y mártir", Maestro Teodorico, pintura sobre panel, castillo de Karlstein (Praga), ca. 1350.
ST. AGNES’ Eve—Ah, bitter chill it was!
The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold;
The hare limp’d trembling through the frozen grass,
And silent was the flock in woolly fold:
Numb were the Beadsman’s fingers, while he told
His rosary, and while his frosted breath,
Like pious incense from a censer old,
Seem’d taking flight for heaven, without a death,
Past the sweet Virgin’s picture, while his prayer he saith.
(St Agnes' Eve de J. Keats)
