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|
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