When one is steadfast, and one comes and goes, Within that light beheld I other lamps Move in a circle, speeding more and less, Methinks in measure of their inward vision. 1342 From a cold cloud descended never winds, Or visible or not, so rapidly 1343 They would not laggard and impeded seem To anyone who had those lights divine Seen come towards us, leaving the gyration Begun at first in the high Seraphim. 1344 And behind those that most in front appeared Sounded “Osanna!” so that never since To hear again was I without desire. Then unto us more nearly one approached, And it alone began: “We all are ready Unto thy pleasure, that thou joy in us. We turn around with the celestial Princes, 1345 One gyre and one gyration and one thirst, To whom thou in the world of old didst say, ‘