I Lift mine eyes, and all the windows blaze

 

I Lift mine eyes, and all the windows blaze

  With forms of saints and holy men who died,

  Here martyred and hereafter glorified;

  And the great Rose upon its leaves displays

5Christ's Triumph, and the angelic roundelays,

  With splendor upon splendor multiplied;

  And Beatrice again at Dante's side

  No more rebukes, but smiles her words of praise.

And then the organ sounds, and unseen choirs

10  Sing the old Latin hymns of peace and love

  And benedictions of the Holy Ghost;

And the melodious bells among the spires

  O'er all the house-tops and through heaven above

  Proclaim the elevation of the Host!