L'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle (The love that moves the sun and the other stars)

Behold a God more powerful than I who comes to rule over me.

But already my desire and my will were being turned like a wheel, all at one speed, by the Love which moves the sun and the other stars

In each fire there is a spirit; Each one is wrapped in what is burning him.

Oh foolish desires of mortals! How weak are the reasons that lead us to not take off our flight from the ground.

O power of fantasy that steals our minds from things outside, to leave us unaware, although a thousand trumpets may blow loud--what stirs you if the senses show you nothing? Light stirs you, formed in Heaven, by itself, or by His will Who sends it down to us.

The well heeded well heard.