May send a ray benign
To souls perplexed and lost in their life's way.
Lift, O human race,
Lift up your minds
And chastened hearts to this most clement King,
Who welcomes those who turn to Him in faith!
Juvenilia.
XII OUTSIDE THE CERTOSA
The dead are saying: “Blessed are ye who walk along the hillsides
Flooded with the warm rays of the golden sun.