mi disse, «appresso il tuo pueril coto,
poi sopra 'l vero ancor lo piè non fida,
ma te rivolve, come suole, a vòto:
vere sustanze son ciò che tu vedi,
There is no need to wonder if I smile,
she said, because you reason as a child;
you do not yet trust the steps to truth;
your mind misguides you into emptiness:
you are seeing are true substances...
The ascent is not smooth,
each step irregular.
I have failed and will fall,
But continue to climb.
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