
Author: Saint Augustine |
Author: Teodoro Baztán, OAR |
Author: Lucilo Echazarreta Sarabia |
Late have I loved you, Beauty so ancient and so new,
Late have I loved you!
Lo, you were within,
But I outside, seeking there for you,
And upon the shapely things you have made I rushed head long,
I, misshapen.
You were with me, but I was not with you.
They held me back from you,
Those things which would have no being
Were they not in you.
You called, shouted, broke through my deafness;
You flared, blazed, banished my blindness;
You lavished your fragrance, I gasped, and now I pant for you;
I tasted you, and I hunger and thirst;
You touched me, and I burned for your peace.
(Conf. X, 27, 38)
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