The passion endures, imprinted on his being

Beyond all boundaries, at memory’s undoing—
As when the dreamer sees and after the dream
The passion endures, imprinted on his being

Though he can’t recall the rest. I am the same:
Inside my heart, although my vision is almost
Entirely faded, droplets of its sweetness come

from Paradiso: Canto 33, Dante Alighieri, Translated By Robert Pinsky