_Of Milcho's Dream, and of its Interpretation._
And Milcho beheld a vision in the night; and behold, Patrick entered
his palace as all on fire, and the flames issuing from his mouth, and
from his nose, and from his eyes, and from his ears, seemed to burn
him. But Milcho repelled from himself the flaming hair of the boy, nor
did it prevail to touch him any nearer; but the flame, being spread,
turned aside to the right, and, catching on his two little daughters
who were lying in one bed, burned them even to ashes; then the south
wind, blowing strongly, dispersed their ashes over many parts of
Ireland. And Milcho, awaking, meditated with himself on his couch what
prodigy might this remote vision portend. On the morrow, Patrick being
called before him, he declared unto him his dream, entreating and
abjuring him that if he knew he would unfold its interpretation. And
Patrick, being filled with the grace of the Holy Spirit, answered unto
Milcho: "The fire which thou sawest to issue from me is the faith of
the Holy Trinity, with which I am entirely illumined, and which I shall
endeavor to preach unto thee; but my speech will find in thee no place,
for thou wilt, in the blindness of thine heart, repel from thee the
light of the divine grace, and thou wilt die in the darkness of thy
unbelief; but thy daughters shall at my preaching believe in the true
God, and, all the days of their lives serving God in holiness and in
justice, shall, in a pious end, rest in the Lord; and their ashes, that
is, their relics, the Lord revealing them and making of them signs,
shall be carried into many places through Ireland, and shall give the
blessing of health to many who are infirm; and thy dream is true, and
its interpretation is true, and all shall be fulfilled in due time."
Thus having said, Patrick departed to his accustomed labor; and all
these things happened unto Milcho and unto his daughters even as
Patrick had foretold.