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I believe one cannot maintain a blithe faith in God's unwavering, enduring, unceasing vows if fear, that confusion clutching the heart, resists surrendering to the wild-fire of God's noble torch; not the faith which makes us understand, feel joy and love, if grief, the deep shameful kind which disturbs even the peace of tender trusting love: human strength, desire, acts are all but moving shadows whose causes eddy and shift as their effects and ends. But if the gates of Paradise open and its bright light pours down to arm the heart doubt, fear, and grief fade from us, swept away. |
An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition |
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Notes: From V CXLV:305. See also B S1:161:165. No MSs; Valgrisi 162. Translation: Bainton 206. Key |
