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If the faithful lover whose tenderness discovers the vast sea of God's kindness, though His Grace, had not forgot how hard and vile the world, had not submerged his mind in lovely reverie, kind oblivion, he would have, with reason, hated, despised the ravings of a false and ugly past, which God's light blinds him to, dazzling the eyes, and purging the self of defect. In this still quiet sea one longs to drown, feel replete, and never again see the long years of change and trouble. I pray while weak to stay close to the only Man who can give hope and light, in whom the Father was so pleased. |
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Notes: From B S1:79 124. In MS V2 (variant text: "Se il servo caro, a cui per vivo affetto"); Valgrisi 80. Key |