Like unto people musing of their way,
Whose body lingers when the heart hath gone;
And lo! as near the dawning of the day,
Down in the west, upon the watery floor,
The vapor-fogs do Mars in red array,
Even such appeared to me a light that o’er
The sea so quickly came, no wing could match
Its moving. Be that vision mine once more.”
Purgatorio: Canto II.
“And thou, remembering well, with eye that sees