From that vast abyss of pure light come

From that vast abyss of pure light come
away. With eyes lit by a friend's pity,
look down upon this sordid swarming world,
an anthill of wise men with prized hard hearts;

shatter the hidden wall of ignorance,
break it into bits: blow the least shadow
of Adam's ancient sin away, expel
all that is cold, amoral, hostile to--

anything that diminishes--your warm,
safe rays. So each reluctant, even each
impoverished soul, its clothing a faith

unqualified, its inner life feelings
shaped by your laws, may pray to Your Shepherd,
with wings of love make it to that blest shore.

An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition
From V LIV:214. See also B S1:93:131 R XXXI:459;; MSs L, V2, A, CASI, Pr, RA, Ve2; Valgrisi 94. Ruscelli's commentary (p 459ff) places this sonnet in the context of the wars between the Italian city-states, the Pope, Spain, France, and the German emperor. Key

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