1562 Which is the same in all, such holocaust To God I made as the new grace beseemed; And not yet from my bosom was exhausted The ardor of sacrifice, before I knew This offering was accepted and auspicious; For with so great a lustre and so red Splendors appeared to me in twofold rays, I said: “O Helios who dost so adorn them!” 1563 Even as distinct with less and greater lights Glimmers between the two poles of the world The Galaxy that maketh wise men doubt, 1564 Thus constellated in the depths of Mars, Those rays described the venerable sign 1565 That quadrants joining in a circle make. Here doth my memory overcome my genius; For on that cross as levin gleamed forth Christ, 1566 So that I cannot find ensample worthy; But he who takes his cross and follows Christ Again will pardon me what I omit,