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9. I resolved, therefore, to direct my mind to the Holy
Scriptures, that I might see what they were. And behold, I
perceive something not comprehended by the proud, not disclosed to
children, but lowly as you approach, sublime as you advance, and
veiled in mysteries; and I was not of the number of those who could
enter into it, or bend my neck to follow its steps. For not as when
now I speak did I feel when I tuned towards those Scriptures, but
they appeared to me to be unworthy to be compared with the dignity of
Tully; for my inflated pride shunned their style, nor could the
sharpness of my wit pierce their inner meaning.' Yet, truly, were
they such as would develope in little ones; but I scorned to be a
little one, and, swollen with pride, I looked upon myself as a great
one.
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