The first three hours of night were almost spent



The time that every star shines down on us



When Love appeared to me so suddenly



That I still shudder at the memory.



Joyous Love seemed to me, the while he held



My heart within his hands, and in his arms



My lady lay asleep wrapped in a veil.



He woke her then and trembling and obedient



She ate that burning heart out of his hand;



Weeping I saw him then depart from me.
                    - Inferno (translation)