“O blood of mine! O grace of God infused

Superlative! To whom as unto thee

Were ever twice the gates of heaven unclosed.”

“O blood of mine! O grace of God infused Superlative! To whom as unto thee Were ever twice the gates of heaven unclosed.”

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His longing to see Dante. ↩

The mighty volume of the Divine Mind, in which the dark or written parts are not changed by erasures, nor the white spaces by interlineations. ↩