From the impoverishment of this brief life to the limitless richness of the next-- through your acts, Lord, you showed us how to move with simple grave words and the dignity of humble behavior. Your sweet soul, Your radiance enables us to purge, lash, castigate desire--we saw in You the most bitter of deaths become the height of beauty; this that your loud cry might be heard and understood by the deaf and blind of this world and bring them to Paradise. One breathes in a sacred fire, is led up the narrow path to the treasure He preserved, the truth and honor we have lost. |
An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition |
Notes: From V CV:265. See also B S1:98:134; R XXXIIII:464. All three taken into account. MSs L, V2, Ra, Ve2; Valgrisi 99. Key |