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My heart seems so strengthened, armed, shielded round, no vulnerable opening left, when I shut my book on the bright names and truths made beautiful in the poet's vision. that, compelled, exalted, I look back down at this book elect spirits inhabit, and the best in me responds to these names and feels how bright a day is captured here forever. And so often I pray God each name and word convey new gentleness into your being's core, so I'll learn from you how such hearts beat out, penetrated by these gathered sweet harmonies until that's all they're used to and all they can hear. |
An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition |
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Notes: From V CX:270. See also B E32:219; no MSs; 1548 Valgrisi; 1760 Rota. Key |
