A unique flame stirred our Lady's heart, hallowed on earth, the light of paradise, now I understand what is radiance, generosity, kindness I had glimpsed but part of before. The words before caught but barely are now heard and understood-- strange harmonies; now the place of mother she took on earth with Him as man she takes in Paradise with Him as immortal God. No need for her to alter herself, change her understanding of things, for reason checked and conquered her sensual passions, from first to last she saw the truth, roused once for all time by one untrammeled love. |
An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition |
Notes: From V XCV:255. See also B S1:104:137; MSs Ve2, L; Valgrisi 105. An eleventh in a series to the Virgin. VC identifies with Mary once again; here she compares her own deeply disillusioning experience of love in this world with Mary's idealistic self-contained one. Key |