When this mortal light fades, as in sunset

When this mortal light fades, as in sunset,
and in the dawn eternity shimmers
before me, the haven I crave--in life
sought, hoped for, among labyrinthine paths,

and a stream of light from Heaven enters
my heart, whose perception--revealed by grace--
now comforts, consoles, helps me to live on,
to see how faith is created, nourished,

illumined. How sweet death will be--how sweet
to melt into eternal life, to shut
out this world, welcome that--sanctuary

bright--how sweet no longer to know change or
risk. All certain, sure, firm, unchanging. I
long to encounter that dangerous dawn

An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition
From V CXC:350. See also B S1:16:93. Translations: Roscoe 325; Lefèvre-Deumier 50. Key

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