357. ‘Ogni giorno mi par piú di mill’anni’

Every day seems a thousand years to me

following my dear and faithful guide,

who led me, in the world, and now leads me,

a better way, to the life without trouble:

and I cannot be detained by the deceits

of this world, that I know: and such light

shines into my heart at last from heaven,

I begin to count my losses and the days.

Nor do I need to fear the threat of death,

since the King suffered much greater pain

to make me follow firmly and with courage:

and now it has newly entered every vein

of her who was granted me by fate,

yet did not trouble her serene brow.