Frasi di Jacopone da Todi

“Mamma, ove si' venuta? | Mortal me dài feruta, | ca 'l tuo planger me stuta, | che 'l veio sì afferrato.”

Le Laude

“L'Accidia una freddura, | ce reca senza mesura, | posta 'n estrema paura, | co la mente alienata.”

(p. 41)
«Mamma dove sei venuta? Mi ferisci a morte, ché il tuo pianto mi uccide, tanto è angoscioso».
Donna de Paradiso

da Laudi – Trattato e Detti, a cura di Franca Ageno, Firenze, Le Monnier, 1953

“O amor de povertate, | regno de tranquillitate! Povertate, via secura, | non ha lite né de nulla tempestate.”

(da O iubelo del core, p. 44)
O allegrezza del cuore, che fai cantar d'amore! Quando l'allegria si sprigiona, ci fa così cantare con la lingua che balbetta e non sa che dire: non può nascondere ciò che prova tanto è grande la dolcezza.
Origine: citato in Letteratura Religiosa, Fratelli Fabbri Editori, 1965

(da O amor de povertate, p. 47)
O amor di povertà, regno di tranquillità! Povertà è la strada sicura, su cui non s'incontrano né liti né odi, non si devono temere i ladri né alcuna tempesta.

“Figlio, questo no dire: | voglio teco morire; | non me voglio partire | fin che mo m'esce 'l fiato.”

(p. 43-44)
Se vuoi farti avanti, lo puoi provare subito; e industriati quanto vuoi a impedire che io vinca col mio amore. Volentieri ti parlerei: credo che ti gioverebbe.
O papa Bonifazio

Frasi su figlie di Jacopone da Todi

“Mamma col core afflitto, | entro le man te metto | de Ionne, mio eletto: sia tuo figlio appellato || Ioanni, èsto mia mate: tollela en caritate, | aggine pïetate, | ca'l cor sì ha furato.”

(p. 41)
Figlio, non dire questo: io voglio morire con te; non voglio andarmene finché avrò respiro.
Donna de Paradiso

“Figlio occhi iocundi, | figlio, co' non respundi? | Figlio, perché t'ascundi | al petto o' sì lattato?”

(p. 41)
«Madre, col cuore pieno di dolore ti affido nelle mani del mio prediletto, Giovanni: che sia chiamato figlio tuo. Giovanni, ecco mia madre: accoglila con affetto, abbine pietà, ché il suo cuore è così trafitto».
Donna de Paradiso

“O croce, e che farai? | El figlio mio torrai? | Como tu ponirai | chi non ha en sé peccato?”

p. 40

“Povertate poco amata, | pochi t'hanno desponsata.”

p. 41

Jacopone da Todi Frasi e Citazioni

“Vedete la belleza, che non ha stabeleza: | la mane el fior è nato, la sera el vi seccato.”

Le Laude

“Quando t'alegri, omo de altura, | va', pone mente a la sepultura.”

XXII, 82-83
Le Laude

“Che farai Pier di Morone?… | Se non sai ben schermire | canterai mala canzone.”

XXV, 1-2
Le Laude

“Di', Maria dolce, con quanto disio | miravi 'l tuo figliuol Cristo mio Dio. […] O quanto gaudio avevi e quanto bene, | quando tu lo tenevi fra le braccia! | Dillo, Maria, chè forse si conviene | che un poco per pietà mi satisfaccia. | Baciavi tu allora nella faccia, | se ben credo, e dicevi: – O figliuol mio!”

Origine: citato in Albino Luciani, Illustrissimi, p. 48

“Povertate muore en pace, nullo testamento face, | lassa el mondo come iace | e la gente concordate. (da O amor de povertate).”

citato in Francesco De Sanctis, [citation needed]

O papa Bonifazio, Incipit

“D'uman seme sii concetto | putulente sta soietto: | si ben te vide del deritto, | non hai donne te essaltare.”

(p. 43)
Se tu sai tirare di spada in modo da toccarmi, ti riterrò assai valente, se mi ferisci in una parte indifesa: perché io ho due scudi al collo e non me li tolgo, per tutti i secoli infiniti non ho da temere ferita.
O papa Bonifazio

“L'apparizione di Cristo, dopo un breve momento di filiale dolore, si fissa nel messaggio che Egli porta, testimonianza di una divina eredità destinata all'uomo.La folla è nel fondo, corale incitamento alla violenza e al martirio.”

da Omo, mìttete a pensare
Le Laude

“O Love, divine Love, why do You lay siege to me?
In a frenzy of love for me, You find no rest.
From five sides You move against me:
Hearing, sight, taste, touch, and scent.
To come out is to be caught; I cannot hide from You.
If I come out through sight I see Love
Painted in every form and color,
Inviting me to come to You, to dwell in You.
If I leave through the door of hearing,
What I hear points only to You, Lord;
I cannot escape Love through this gage.
If I come out through taste, every flavor proclaims:
"Love, divine Love, hungering Love!
You have caught me on Your hook, for you want to reign in me."
If I leave through the door of scent
I sense You in all creation; You have caught me
And wounded me through that fragrance.
If I come out through the sense of touch
I find Your lineaments in every creature;
To try to flee from You is madness.”

Gianfranco Contini
Donna de Paradiso, Citazioni sull'opera

Jacopone da Todi: Frasi in inglese

“As air becomes the medium for light when the sun rises,
And as wax melts from the heat of fire,
So the soul drawn to that light is resplendent,
Feels self melt away,
Its will and actions no longer its own.
So clear is the imprint of God
That the soul, conquered, is conqueror;
Annihilated, it lives in triumph. What happens to the drop of wine
That you pour into the sea?
Does it remain itself, unchanged?
It is as if it never existed.
So it is with the soul: Love drinks it in,
It is united with Truth,
Its old nature fades away,
It is no longer master of itself.”

The Lauds

“The soul wills and yet does not will:
Its will belongs to Another.
It has eyes only for this beauty;
It no longer seeks to possess, as was its wont --
It lacks the strength to possess such sweetness.
The base of this highest of peaks
Is founded on nichil [nothing],
Shaped nothingness, made one with the Lord.”

The Lauds

“To lose and to hold tightly,
To love and take delight in,
To gaze upon and contemplate,
To possess utterly,
To float in that immensity
And to rest therein --
That is the work of unceasing exchange
Of charity and truth.”

The Lauds

“In God the spiritual faculties
Come to their desired end,
Lose all sense of self and self-consciousness,
And are swept into infinity.
The soul, made new again,
Marveling to find itself
In that immensity, drowns.
How this comes about it does not know.”

The Lauds

“Love beyond all telling,
Goodness beyond imagining,
Light of infinite intensity
Glows in my heart.”

The Lauds

“There is no other action at those heights;
What the questing soul once was it has ceased to be.
Neither heat nor fiery love
Nor suffering has place here.
This is not light as the soul has imagined it.
All it had sought it must now forget,
And pass on to a new world,
Beyond its powers of perception.”

The Lauds

“Love, infusing with light all who share Your splendor,
You teach us the true light
Is not to be found in the light of this world.
Light that enlightens, light that teaches,
He who is not illumined by You
Does not reach the fullness of love.
Love, You give light
To the intellect in darkness
And illumine the Object of love. Love, Your ardor,
Which enflames the heart,
Unites it with the Incarnate One.”

The Lauds

“I once thought that reason
Had led me to You,
And that through feeling
I sensed Your presence,
Caught a glimpse of
You in similitudes,
Knew You in Your perfection.
I know now that I was wrong,
That that truth was flawed.”

The Lauds

“Light beyond metaphor,
Why did You deign to come into this darkness?
Your light does not illumine those who think they see You
And believe they sound Your depths.
Night, I know now, is day,
Virtue no more to be found.
He who witnesses Your splendor
Can never describe it.”

The Lauds

“Now, a new creature, I in Christ am born,
The old man stripped away; -- I am new-made;
And mounting in me, like the sun at morn,
Love breaks my heart, even as a broken blade:
Christ, First and Only Fair, from me hath shorn
My will, my wits, and all that in me stayed,
I in His arms am laid,
I cry and call --
O Thou my All,
O let me die of Love!”

The Lauds

“Love, where did You enter the heart unseen?
Lovable Love, joyful Love, unthinkable Love,
In Your plenitude You lie far beyond the reach of reason.
Love, jocund and joyous,
Divine fire, You do not stint
Of your endlessly beautiful riches”

From All Saints: Daily Reflections on Saints, Prophets, and Witnesses for Our Time, As air becomes the medium for light when the sun rises, and as wax melts from the heat of fire, so the soul drawn to that light is resplendent, feels self melt awayby Robert Ellsberg

“On achieving their desired end
Human powers cease to function,
And the soul sees that what it thought was right
Was wrong. A new exchange occurs
At that point where all light disappears;
A new and unsought state is needed:
The soul has
what it did not love,
And is stripped of all it possessed, no matter how dear.”

The Lauds

“In losing all, the soul has risen
To the pinnacle of the measureless;
Because it has renounced all
That is not divine,
It now holds in its grasp
The unimaginable Good
In all its abundance,
A loss and a gain impossible to describe.”

The Lauds