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Imagine the noblest of pictures, and then you'll see the mind of God, moved by love alone--such a kind of vision first formed my mind, and it carried me from belief to belief, and now I feel it reborn. Burnt into my soul God's living image, that strong sculpting of moral courage I'm drawn to, whose portrayal in the flesh is ever on my mind. The first nourishes my soul, and the second separates me, locks this window on all the world's pleasures. But what is out there does not trouble me, if this quiet delight lead my soul and my eyes to the Light that never departs. |
An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition |
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Notes: From V CLXXII:332. See also B S2:38:199-200. No MSs; in 1548 Valgrisi; 1760 Rota. Key |
