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Inside that bright spirit lived a burning flame, an elysian fire within, so the flames of man and this earth circling round him felt to him like blood-veined hot ice, seemed to lie spent. He had not the slightest desire but was not slow to give gifts-- he lived in another realm far from things of the body, rich in the soul's noble eternity. And he said: "To evil powerful men the night's not dark, never doubtful, but on an outer rim the sun's light is strong and ready." His acts, his thoughts, his words revealed a soul lit by eager love of God and that immortal gold, truth. |
An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition |
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Notes: From V XCIX:259. See also B S1:120:145. No MSs; Valgrisi 121. A third sonnet to an unnamed early Christian martyr. Key |
