8.13 I did not notice my ascent to it,
yet I was sure I was in Venus when
I saw my lady grow more beautiful.

8.16 And just as, in a flame, a spark is seen,
and as, in plainsong, voice in voice is heard—
one holds the note, the other comes and goes—

8.19 I saw in that light other wheeling lamps,
some more and some less swift, yet in accord,
I think, with what their inner vision was.