Ascend, thine influence feeleth he,
He'll follow on thine upward way.
As Beatrice approaches, the angels sing:
Oh! Turn
Thy saintly eyes to this thy faithful one,
Who to behold thee many a wearisome pace
Hath measured.
And with the fundamental feeling of Dante's Divine Comedy Faust concludes:
The ever-womanly
Draws us above.