Virgin Mother, daughter of thy Son, humble, yet exalted
more than any creature, fixed goal of eternal counsel,
thou art she who didst so ennoble human nature
that its Maker did not disdain to become its creature.
In thy womb was rekindled the Love under whose warmth
this flower in eternal peace has thus unfolded.
Here thou art for us the noonday torch of charity,
and below, among mortals,
thou art the living fount of hope.
(Dante, Paradiso, Canto XXXIII)