I am always hearing him speak wise words

I am always hearing him speak wise words,
everywhere I go I feel his presence,
see a radiance neither time's harshness
nor death can weaken or blur--so my heart

aches with desire I still display all
too often. This solid flesh, opaque earth
doesn't get in my way: I have the strength
to free my mind and reach for something else.

Our ears and eyes veil God's light and lovely
harmonies: glimpsed splendor, overheard sweet
sounds are what is left to me. Beloved--

believe sometimes to be with me won't weigh
so much upon you--whose chivalry and
beauty still illumine this venal world.

An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition
From V LXIV:64. See also B A2:30:70;; R LXXVII:215. Key

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