From the impoverishment of this brief life
to the limitless richness of the next--
through your acts, Lord, you showed us how to move
with simple grave words and the dignity
of humble behavior. Your sweet soul, Your
radiance enables us to purge, lash,
castigate desire--we saw in You
the most bitter of deaths become the height
of beauty; this that your loud cry might be
heard and understood by the deaf and blind
of this world and bring them to Paradise.
One breathes in a sacred fire, is led
up the narrow path to the treasure He
preserved, the truth and honor we have lost.
|An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition|
From V CV:265. See also B S1:98:134; R XXXIIII:464. All three taken into account. MSs L, V2, Ra, Ve2; Valgrisi 99. Key