Maxioms by Dante ("dante Alighieri")
The vesper bell from far
That seems to mourn for the expiring day.
The vesper bell from far
That seems to mourn for the expiring day.
It was evening here,
But upon earth the very noon of night.
It was evening here,
But upon earth the very noon of night.
Perfection of means and confusion of ends seem to characterize
our age.
Perfection of means and confusion of ends seem to characterize
our age.
O how far remov'd,
Predestination! is thy foot from such
As see not the First Cause entire: read more
O how far remov'd,
Predestination! is thy foot from such
As see not the First Cause entire: and ye,
O mortal men! be wary how ye judge:
For we, who see the Maker, know not yet
The number of the chosen; and esteem
Such scantiness of knowledge our delight:
For all good is, in that primal good,
Concentrate; and God's will and ours are one.
O faithful conscience, delicately pure, how doth a little failing
wound thee sore!
[It., O dignitosa coscienza e read more
O faithful conscience, delicately pure, how doth a little failing
wound thee sore!
[It., O dignitosa coscienza e netta,
Come t' e picciol fallo amaro morso.]
