In this world continually going
wrong, all that we see, have seen, or will see
that is beautiful, upright or good comes
from inside the gifted, chosen, noble
few, the yield of their eager illumined
faith. God's grace keeps the gentle soul beyond
human entanglements, and her cherished
permanent Lover shows her a splendor
awaits those who most love, believe in him.
Blessed Sun which opens and clears the soul's
eye in darkness to see what at first we
saw in radiance. So be humble, rid
yourself of false ideas, learn it is
you have cheated and saddened your own life.
|An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition|
From V CXLVI:306. See also B S1:162:166. No MSs; Valgrisi 163. Key