Reason[487:1]

['Finally, what is Reason? You have often asked me: and this is my answer':--]

Whene'er the mist, that stands 'twixt God and thee, Defecates to a pure transparency, That intercepts no light and adds no stain-- There Reason is, and then begins her reign!

But alas! ----'tu stesso, ti fai grosso Col falso immaginar, sì che non vedi Ciò che vedresti, se l'avessi scosso.' Dante, Paradiso, Canto i.

1830.