335. ‘Vide fra mille donne una già tale,’

Among a thousand ladies I saw one,

such that a loving fear assailed my heart,

as I gazed, with no false imagining,

at one equal in looks to a heavenly spirit.

Nothing about her was earthly or mortal,

as though she cared only for heavenly things.

My soul so often burning for her and freezing,

longing to fly to her, opened both its wings.

But she flew too high for my earthly weight,

and in a little while was nowhere to be seen:

thinking of it still makes me frozen, numb.

Oh lovely, noble, and gleaming windows,

through which he who saddens many people

found a way to enter so lovely a form!