E, quand' 'i' eb[b]i intesa 
Ragion, ch'è stata intesa 
A trarmi de la regola 
D'Amor, che 'l mondo regola, 
I' le dissi: «Ragione, 
I' ò salda ragione 
Con Amor, e d'acordo 
Siàn ben del nostro acordo, 
Ed è scritto a mi' conto 
Ch'i' non sia più tu' conto. 

È la ragion dannata; 
Perch'i' t'ò per dannata, 
Ed eb[b]i, per convento, 
Po' ch'i' fu' del convento 
D'Amor, cu' Dio man tenga, 
E sempr' e' me mantenga. 
Tu mi vuo' trar d'amare 
E di' c[h]'Amor amar' è: 
I' 'l truovà' dolce e fine 
E su' comincio e fine 

Mi pia[c]que e piacerà, 
Ché 'n sé gran piacer' à. 
Or come viverêo? 
Sanz'Amor vive reo 
Chi si governa al mondo; 
Sanz'Amor egli è mondo 
D'ogne buona vertute, 
Né non può far vertute; 
Sanz'Amor sì è 'nuìa, 
Che, con cu' regna, envia 

D'andarne dritto al luogo 
Là dove Envia à·lluogo. 
E perciò non ti credo, 
Se·ttu dicess' il Credo 
E 'l Paternostro e·ll'Ave, 
Sì poco in te senn' àve. 
Adio, ched i' mi torno, 
E fine amante torno 
Per devisar partita 
Com' ell' è ben partita 
E di cors e di membra, 
Sì come a me mi membra». 

 And, after I had heard 
Reason, who was intent 
upon leading me away from the rule 
of Love, who rules the world, 
I said to her: "Reason, 
I have a sound arrangement 
with Love, and we are very happy 
with our agreement, 
and it's written in my ledger 
that I'm no longer indebted to you. 

That account is closed; 
for which reason I do --and did-- consider you 
to be all washed up, as these matters go, 
ever since I made my pact  
with Love, to whom may God extend a hand,  
and may he always keep me safe and sound.  
You want to keep me from loving  
and you say that Love is bitter,  
but I have found him sweet and perfect,  
and I liked and will like  

his beginning and end,  
because in him there is great pleasure.  
Now, how could I live?  
Whoever lives in the world  
lives badly without Love:  
without Love he is bereft  
of every good virtue,  
and he cannot perform good deeds;  
without Love there is unpleasantness  
who entices the one who dwells with her 

to go straight to the place  
where Envy has her home.  
Therefore, I don't believe you,  
even if you were to say the Creed  
and the Our Father, and the Hail Mary,  
for so little wisdom is in you.  
Goodbye, for I am leaving,  
and I will return to being a perfect lover  
in order to compose another part 
to describe how well proportioned she is,  
both in her body and in her members,  
just as I remember them."