A poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

... 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!

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

(Dante, Paradiso, Canto 1, lines 88-90)

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