Jacopone da Todi Poems

When the mind's very being is gone,
Sunk in a conscious sleep,
In a rapture divine and deep,
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Thou, Jubilus, the heart dost move;
And makest us sing for very love.

The Jubilus in fire awakes,
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0 minstrel, raise thy plaintive melody,
and let thy song be tender to my soul:
upon the subtle ninefold modes of love
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Love, that art Charity,
Why has Thou hurt me so?
My heart is smote in two,
And burns with ardent love,
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