…Finally, what is Reason ? You have often asked me; and this is my answer:–
Whene’er the mist, that stands ‘twixt God and thee,
Sublimates to a pure transparency,
That intercepts no light and adds no stain–
There Reason is, and then begins her reign!
–`tu stesso, ti fai grosso
Col falso immaginar, si che non vedi
Cio che vedresti, se l’avessi scosso.
[You yourself blind yourself
With delusion’s dream, so you do not see
What you’d see if you had shaken it off.]