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Paradiso, Canto 24 – The Joy of the Blessed

“Thus on the circling music was impress’d its seal, and ‘Mary’ was the name that rung through heaven, by all the other lights confess’d”

Paradiso, Canto 24 – The Joy of the Blessed

“Thus on the circling music was impress’d its seal, and ‘Mary’ was the name that rung through heaven, by all the other lights confess’d”

Paradiso, Canto 23 – The Triumph of Christ and ...

“The rose which bore the incarnate Word is there: there are the lilies whose sweet odour gave men strength along the narrow way to fare”

Paradiso, Canto 23 – The Triumph of Christ and ...

“The rose which bore the incarnate Word is there: there are the lilies whose sweet odour gave men strength along the narrow way to fare”

Paradiso, Canto 22 – The Angel of the Seventh H...

“But by that most enlightened soul in heaven, that Seraph who God most pins his glance, to thy demand no answer could be given”

Paradiso, Canto 22 – The Angel of the Seventh H...

“But by that most enlightened soul in heaven, that Seraph who God most pins his glance, to thy demand no answer could be given”

Paradiso, Canto 21 – The Mystical ladder

“coloured like gold, translucent, glittering, I saw a stairway reaching up so high, that to my sight it was past following”

Paradiso, Canto 21 – The Mystical ladder

“coloured like gold, translucent, glittering, I saw a stairway reaching up so high, that to my sight it was past following”

Paradiso, Canto 20 – The Sixth Heaven of Jupiter

“When he who floods the whole, wide world with light so far beneath our hemisphere is gone, that day on every side melts into night, the sky, lit up before...

Paradiso, Canto 20 – The Sixth Heaven of Jupiter

“When he who floods the whole, wide world with light so far beneath our hemisphere is gone, that day on every side melts into night, the sky, lit up before...

Paradiso, Canto 19 – Language of the Birds

“Confronting me appeared with wings outspread the fair image which, revelling in their sweet fruition, the souls thus interwoven made”

Paradiso, Canto 19 – Language of the Birds

“Confronting me appeared with wings outspread the fair image which, revelling in their sweet fruition, the souls thus interwoven made”