A light there is in the beyond which makes the Creator visible to the creature, who only in beholding Him finds peace.
Be as a tower firmly set; Shakes not its top for any blast that blows.
Await no further word or sign from me: your will is free, erect, and whole—to act against that will would be to err: therefore I crown and miter you over yourself.
From one point of view it is an appeal to future ages from Florentine injustice and ingratitude; from another, it is a long and passionate plea with his native town to shake her in her stubborn cruelty.
There, pride, avarice, and envy are the tongues men know and heed, a Babel of depsair.
As phantoms frighten beasts when shadows fall.