It often happens. A noble captain
lets his small dear son wander in disguise
among us. Now the boy peeks out from this
shadow, and now that. When he's there the dark
does not just vanish, no, he moves within
a shifting radiance. And when we're grown,
a ray of light sent straight into the heart
draws us past this dark veil of flesh, freed of
this earth's burden which closes in on and
deadens us. All's clear; the foot turns to the right;
no more exhaustion, time lost in unreal
sinister mazes. One whose faith is fixed
is born far away in sunlight, soft air.
Here are unsafe rocks, there elysium.
|An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition|
V CLIII:313. See also B S1:166:168. In MC Ve2 and Valgrisi 167. Reference is to 1 Cor 13:9-12. Vittoria moves from an analogy of God with a supreme leader, to a sense of the son and child as himself "trailing clouds of glory," to an analogy of the son with God's illumination of the adult who is then eternally faithful. The image of the child is in 1 Cor 13:11; of the dark glass in 1 Cor 13:12. Key