Virgin mother, daughter of your Son, →
more humble and sublime than any creature, →
fixed goal decreed from all eternity,
4 you are the one who gave to human nature
so much nobility that its Creator
did not disdain His being made its creature.
7 That love whose warmth allowed this flower to bloom →
within the everlasting peace—was love
rekindled in your womb; for us above,
10 you are the noonday torch of charity,
and there below, on earth, among the mortals,
you are a living spring of hope. Lady,
13 you are so high, you can so intercede,
that he who would have grace but does not seek →
your aid, may long to fly but has no wings.
16 Your loving-kindness does not only answer →
the one who asks, but it is often ready
to answer freely long before the asking.
19 In you compassion is, in you is pity,
in you is generosity, in you
is every goodness found in any creature.
22 This man—who from the deepest hollow in
the universe, up to this height, has seen
the lives of spirits, one by one—now pleads
25 with you, through grace, to grant him so much virtue
that he may lift his vision higher still—
may lift it toward the ultimate salvation.
28 And I, who never burned for my own vision
more than I burn for his, do offer you
all of my prayers—and pray that they may not
31 fall short—that, with your prayers, you may disperse
all of the clouds of his mortality
so that the Highest Joy be his to see.
34 This, too, o Queen, who can do what you would, →
I ask of you: that after such a vision,
his sentiments preserve their perseverance.
37 May your protection curb his mortal passions.
See Beatrice—how many saints with her! →
They join my prayers! They clasp their hands to you!”
40 The eyes that are revered and loved by God,
now fixed upon the supplicant, showed us
how welcome such devotions are to her;
43 then her eyes turned to the Eternal Light—
there, do not think that any creature’s eye
can find its way as clearly as her sight.
46 And I, who now was nearing Him who is
the end of all desires, as I ought,
lifted my longing to its ardent limit.
49 Bernard was signaling—he smiled—to me
to turn my eyes on high; but I, already
was doing what he wanted me to do,
52 because my sight, becoming pure, was able
to penetrate the ray of Light more deeply—
that Light, sublime, which in Itself is true.
55 From that point on, what I could see was greater
than speech can show: at such a sight, it fails—
and memory fails when faced with such excess.
58 As one who sees within a dream, and, later, →
the passion that had been imprinted stays,
but nothing of the rest returns to mind,
61 such am I, for my vision almost fades
completely, yet it still distills within
my heart the sweetness that was born of it.
64 So is the snow, beneath the sun, unsealed; →
and so, on the light leaves, beneath the wind,
the oracles the Sibyl wrote were lost.
67 O Highest Light, You, raised so far above
the minds of mortals, to my memory
give back something of Your epiphany,
70 and make my tongue so powerful that I
may leave to people of the future one
gleam of the glory that is Yours, for by
73 returning somewhat to my memory
and echoing awhile within these lines,
Your victory will be more understood. →
76 The living ray that I endured was so →
acute that I believe I should have gone
astray had my eyes turned away from it.
79 I can recall that I, because of this,
was bolder in sustaining it until
my vision reached the Infinite Goodness.
82 O grace abounding, through which I presumed
to set my eyes on the Eternal Light
so long that I spent all my sight on it!
85 In its profundity I saw—ingathered →
and bound by love into one single volume—
what, in the universe, seems separate, scattered:
88 substances, accidents, and dispositions →
as if conjoined—in such a way that what
I tell is only rudimentary.
91 I think I saw the universal shape
which that knot takes; for, speaking this, I feel
a joy that is more ample. That one moment
94 brings more forgetfulness to me than twenty-five
centuries have brought to the endeavor
that startled Neptune with the Argo’s shadow! →
97 So was my mind—completely rapt, intent,
steadfast, and motionless—gazing; and it
grew ever more enkindled as it watched.
100 Whoever sees that Light is soon made such
that it would be impossible for him
to set that Light aside for other sight;
103 because the good, the object of the will,
is fully gathered in that Light; outside
that Light, what there is perfect is defective.
106 What little I recall is to be told,
from this point on, in words more weak than those
of one whose infant tongue still bathes at the breast.
109 And not because more than one simple semblance →
was in the Living Light at which I gazed—
for It is always what It was before—
112 but through my sight, which as I gazed grew stronger,
that sole appearance, even as I altered,
seemed to be changing. In the deep and bright
115 essence of that exalted Light, three circles
appeared to me; they had three different colors,
but all of them were of the same dimension;
118 one circle seemed reflected by the second, →
as rainbow is by rainbow, and the third
seemed fire breathed equally by those two circles.
121 How incomplete is speech, how weak, when set
against my thought! And this, to what I saw
is such—to call it little is too much.
124 Eternal Light, You only dwell within
Yourself, and only You know You; Self-knowing,
Self-known, You love and smile upon Yourself!
127 That circle—which, begotten so, appeared →
in You as light reflected—when my eyes
had watched it with attention for some time,
130 within itself and colored like itself,
to me seemed painted with our effigy,
so that my sight was set on it completely.
133 As the geometer intently seeks →
to square the circle, but he cannot reach,
through thought on thought, the principle he needs,
136 so I searched that strange sight: I wished to see
the way in which our human effigy
suited the circle and found place in it—
139 and my own wings were far too weak for that.
But then my mind was struck by light that flashed
and, with this light, received what it had asked.
142 Here force failed my high fantasy; but my
desire and will were moved already—like
a wheel revolving uniformly—by