This little star is furnished with good spirits,
Whose mortal lives were busied to that end,
That honour and renown might wait on them:
And, when desires thus err in their intention,
True love must needs ascend with slacker beam.
But it is part of our delight, to measure
Our wages with the merit; and admire
The close proportion. Hence doth heavenly justice
Temper so evenly affection in us,
It ne’er can wrap to any wrongfulness.
Of diverse voices is sweet music made:
So in our life the different degress
Render sweet harmony among these wheels.
Dante – The Divine Comedy, Paradisio 6