I fancied "Our Father" framed
My trembling lips, when they exclaimed
Exultant at His sacred shrine:
Oh! Lady! All my soul is thine!
Lady, you have bewitched me with your beauty,
That God I have forgotten and myself.
Cino da Pistoia wrote the following commendatory prayer:
Into thy hands, sweet lady of my soul,
The spirit that is dying I commend;
And which departs so sorrowful that Love