Unto the canticle divine responded From every part the court beatified, So that each sight became serener for it. 2075 “O holy father, who for me endurest To be below here, leaving the sweet place In which thou sittest by eternal lot, Who is the Angel that with so much joy Into the eyes is looking of our Queen, Enamoured so that he seems made of fire?” Thus I again recourse had to the teaching Of that one who delighted him in Mary 2076 As doth the star of morning in the sun. 2077 And he to me: “Such gallantry and grace As there can be in Angel and in soul, All is in him; and thus we fain would have it; Because he is the one who bore the palm Down unto Mary, when the Son of God To take our burden on himself decreed. But now come onward with thine eyes, as I Speaking shall go, and note the great patricians Of this most just and merciful of empires.