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twg_000000051700 | Life of St. Dominic. Lament over the State of the Franciscan Order. The Second Circle. XIII. Of the Wisdom of Solomon. St. Thomas reproaches Dantes Judgement. XIV. The Third Circle. Discourse on the Resurrection of the Flesh. The Fifth Heaven, Mars: Martyrs and Crusaders who died fighting for the true Faith. The Celestial Cross. XV. Cacciaguida. Florence in the Olden | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051701 | Time. XVI. Dantes Noble Ancestry. Cacciaguidas Discourse of the Great Florentines. XVII. Cacciaguidas Prophecy of Dantes Banishment. XVIII. The Sixth Heaven, Jupiter: Righteous Kings and Rulers. The Celestial Eagle. Dantes Invectives against ecclesiastical Avarice. XIX. The Eagle discourses of Salvation, Faith, and Virtue. Condemnation of the vile Kings of A.D. . XX. The Eagle praises the Righteous Kings of old. | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051702 | Benevolence of the Divine Will. XXI. The Seventh Heaven, Saturn: The Contemplative. The Celestial Stairway. St. Peter Damiano. His Invectives against the Luxury of the Prelates. XXII. St. Benedict. His Lamentation over the Corruption of Monks. The Eighth Heaven, the Fixed Stars. XXIII. The Triumph of Christ. The Virgin Mary. The Apostles. Gabriel. XXIV. The Radiant Wheel. St. Peter examines | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051703 | Dante on Faith. XXV. The Laurel Crown. St. James examines Dante on Hope. Dantes Blindness. XXVI. St. John examines Dante on Charity. Dantes Sight. Adam. XXVII. St. Peters reproof of bad Popes. The Ascent to the Ninth Heaven, the Primum Mobile. XXVIII. God and the Angelic Hierarchies. XXIX. Beatrices Discourse of the Creation of the Angels, and of the Fall | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051704 | of Lucifer. Her Reproof of Foolish and Avaricious Preachers. XXX. The Tenth Heaven, or Empyrean. The River of Light. The Two Courts of Heaven. The White Rose of Paradise. The great Throne. XXXI. The Glory of Paradise. Departure of Beatrice. St. Bernard. XXXII. St. Bernard points out the Saints in the White Rose. XXXIII. Prayer to the Virgin. The Threefold | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051705 | Circle of the Trinity. Mystery of the Divine and Human Nature. APPENDIX Paradiso: Canto I The glory of Him who moveth everything Doth penetrate the universe, and shine In one part more and in another less. Within that heaven which most his light receives Was I, and things beheld which to repeat Nor knows, nor can, who from above descends; | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051706 | Because in drawing near to its desire Our intellect ingulphs itself so far, That after it the memory cannot go. Truly whatever of the holy realm I had the power to treasure in my mind Shall now become the subject of my song. O good Apollo, for this last emprise Make of me such a vessel of thy power As | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051707 | giving the beloved laurel asks! One summit of Parnassus hitherto Has been enough for me, but now with both I needs must enter the arena left. Enter into my bosom, thou, and breathe As at the time when Marsyas thou didst draw Out of the scabbard of those limbs of his. O power divine, lendst thou thyself to me So | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051708 | that the shadow of the blessed realm Stamped in my brain I can make manifest, Thoult see me come unto thy darling tree, And crown myself thereafter with those leaves Of which the theme and thou shall make me worthy. So seldom, Father, do we gather them For triumph or of Caesar or of Poet, (The fault and shame of | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051709 | human inclinations,) That the Peneian foliage should bring forth Joy to the joyous Delphic deity, When any one it makes to thirst for it. A little spark is followed by great flame; Perchance with better voices after me Shall prayer be made that Cyrrha may respond! To mortal men by passages diverse Uprises the worlds lamp; but by that one | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051710 | Which circles four uniteth with three crosses, With better course and with a better star Conjoined it issues, and the mundane wax Tempers and stamps more after its own fashion. Almost that passage had made morning there And evening here, and there was wholly white That hemisphere, and black the other part, When Beatrice towards the left-hand side I saw | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051711 | turned round, and gazing at the sun; Never did eagle fasten so upon it! And even as a second ray is wont To issue from the first and reascend, Like to a pilgrim who would fain return, Thus of her action, through the eyes infused In my imagination, mine I made, And sunward fixed mine eyes beyond our wont. There | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051712 | much is lawful which is here unlawful Unto our powers, by virtue of the place Made for the human species as its own. Not long I bore it, nor so little while But I beheld it sparkle round about Like iron that comes molten from the fire; And suddenly it seemed that day to day Was added, as if He | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051713 | who has the power Had with another sun the heaven adorned. With eyes upon the everlasting wheels Stood Beatrice all intent, and I, on her Fixing my vision from above removed, Such at her aspect inwardly became As Glaucus, tasting of the herb that made him Peer of the other gods beneath the sea. To represent transhumanise in words Impossible | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051714 | were; the example, then, suffice Him for whom Grace the experience reserves. If I was merely what of me thou newly Createdst, Love who governest the heaven, Thou knowest, who didst lift me with thy light! When now the wheel, which thou dost make eternal Desiring thee, made me attentive to it By harmony thou dost modulate and measure, Then | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051715 | seemed to me so much of heaven enkindled By the suns flame, that neither rain nor river Eer made a lake so widely spread abroad. The newness of the sound and the great light Kindled in me a longing for their cause, Never before with such acuteness felt; Whence she, who saw me as I saw myself, To quiet in | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051716 | me my perturbed mind, Opened her mouth, ere I did mine to ask, And she began: Thou makest thyself so dull With false imagining, that thou seest not What thou wouldst see if thou hadst shaken it off. Thou art not upon earth, as thou believest; But lightning, fleeing its appropriate site, Neer ran as thou, who thitherward returnest. If | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051717 | of my former doubt I was divested By these brief little words more smiled than spoken, I in a new one was the more ensnared; And said: Already did I rest content From great amazement; but am now amazed In what way I transcend these bodies light. Whereupon she, after a pitying sigh, Her eyes directed towrds me with that | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051718 | look A mother casts on a delirious child; And she began: All things whateer they be Have order among themselves, and this is form, That makes the universe resemble God. Here do the higher creatures see the footprints Of the Eternal Power, which is the end Whereto is made the law already mentioned. In the order that I speak of | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051719 | are inclined All natures, by their destinies diverse, More or less near unto their origin; Hence they move onward unto ports diverse Oer the great sea of being; and each one With instinct given it which bears it on. This bears away the fire towards the moon; This is in mortal hearts the motive power This binds together and unites | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051720 | the earth. Nor only the created things that are Without intelligence this bow shoots forth, But those that have both intellect and love. The Providence that regulates all this Makes with its light the heaven forever quiet, Wherein that turns which has the greatest haste. And thither now, as to a site decreed, Bears us away the virtue of that | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051721 | cord Which aims its arrows at a joyous mark. True is it, that as oftentimes the form Accords not with the intention of the art, Because in answering is matter deaf, So likewise from this course doth deviate Sometimes the creature, who the power possesses, Though thus impelled, to swerve some other way, (In the same wise as one may | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051722 | see the fire Fall from a cloud,) if the first impetus Earthward is wrested by some false delight. Thou shouldst not wonder more, if well I judge, At thine ascent, than at a rivulet From some high mount descending to the lowland. Marvel it would be in thee, if deprived Of hindrance, thou wert seated down below, As if on | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051723 | earth the living fire were quiet. Thereat she heavenward turned again her face. Paradiso: Canto II O Ye, who in some pretty little boat, Eager to listen, have been following Behind my ship, that singing sails along, Turn back to look again upon your shores; Do not put out to sea, lest peradventure, In losing me, you might yourselves be | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051724 | lost. The sea I sail has never yet been passed; Minerva breathes, and pilots me Apollo, And Muses nine point out to me the Bears. Ye other few who have the neck uplifted Betimes to th bread of Angels upon which One liveth here and grows not sated by it, Well may you launch upon the deep salt-sea Your vessel, | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051725 | keeping still my wake before you Upon the water that grows smooth again. Those glorious ones who unto Colchos passed Were not so wonder-struck as you shall be, When Jason they beheld a ploughman made! The con-created and perpetual thirst For the realm deiform did bear us on, As swift almost as ye the heavens behold. Upward gazed Beatrice, and | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051726 | I at her; And in such space perchance as strikes a bolt And flies, and from the notch unlocks itself, Arrived I saw me where a wondrous thing Drew to itself my sight; and therefore she From whom no care of mine could be concealed, Towards me turning, blithe as beautiful, Said unto me: Fix gratefully thy mind On God, | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051727 | who unto the first star has brought us. It seemed to me a cloud encompassed us, Luminous, dense, consolidate and bright As adamant on which the sun is striking. Into itself did the eternal pearl Receive us, even as water doth receive A ray of light, remaining still unbroken. If I was body, (and we here conceive not How one | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051728 | dimension tolerates another, Which needs must be if body enter body,) More the desire should be enkindled in us That essence to behold, wherein is seen How God and our own nature were united. There will be seen what we receive by faith, Not demonstrated, but self-evident In guise of the first truth that man believes. I made reply: Madonna, | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051729 | as devoutly As most I can do I give thanks to Him Who has removed me from the mortal world. But tell me what the dusky spots may be Upon this body, which below on earth Make people tell that fabulous tale of Cain? Somewhat she smiled; and then, If the opinion Of mortals be erroneous, she said, Whereer the | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051730 | key of sense doth not unlock, Certes, the shafts of wonder should not pierce thee Now, forasmuch as, following the senses, Thou seest that the reason has short wings. But tell me what thou thinkst of it thyself. And I: What seems to us up here diverse, Is caused, I think, by bodies rare and dense. And she: Right truly | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051731 | shalt thou see immersed In error thy belief, if well thou hearest The argument that I shall make against it. Lights many the eighth sphere displays to you Which in their quality and quantity May noted be of aspects different. If this were caused by rare and dense alone, One only virtue would there be in all Or more or | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051732 | less diffused, or equally. Virtues diverse must be perforce the fruits Of formal principles; and these, save one, Of course would by thy reasoning be destroyed. Besides, if rarity were of this dimness The cause thou askest, either through and through This planet thus attenuate were of matter, Or else, as in a body is apportioned The fat and lean, | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051733 | so in like manner this Would in its volume interchange the leaves. Were it the former, in the suns eclipse It would be manifest by the shining through Of light, as through aught tenuous interfused. This is not so; hence we must scan the other, And if it chance the other I demolish, Then falsified will thy opinion be. But | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051734 | if this rarity go not through and through, There needs must be a limit, beyond which Its contrary prevents the further passing, And thence the foreign radiance is reflected, Even as a colour cometh back from glass, The which behind itself concealeth lead. Now thou wilt say the sunbeam shows itself More dimly there than in the other parts, By | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051735 | being there reflected farther back. From this reply experiment will free thee If eer thou try it, which is wont to be The fountain to the rivers of your arts. Three mirrors shalt thou take, and two remove Alike from thee, the other more remote Between the former two shall meet thine eyes. Turned towards these, cause that behind thy | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051736 | back Be placed a light, illuming the three mirrors And coming back to thee by all reflected. Though in its quantity be not so ample The image most remote, there shalt thou see How it perforce is equally resplendent. Now, as beneath the touches of warm rays Naked the subject of the snow remains Both of its former colour and | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051737 | its cold, Thee thus remaining in thy intellect, Will I inform with such a living light, That it shall tremble in its aspect to thee. Within the heaven of the divine repose Revolves a body, in whose virtue lies The being of whatever it contains. The following heaven, that has so many eyes, Divides this being by essences diverse, Distinguished | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051738 | from it, and by it contained. The other spheres, by various differences, All the distinctions which they have within them Dispose unto their ends and their effects. Thus do these organs of the world proceed, As thou perceivest now, from grade to grade; Since from above they take, and act beneath. Observe me well, how through this place I come | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051739 | Unto the truth thou wishest, that hereafter Thou mayst alone know how to keep the ford The power and motion of the holy spheres, As from the artisan the hammers craft, Forth from the blessed motors must proceed. The heaven, which lights so manifold make fair, From the Intelligence profound, which turns it, The image takes, and makes of it | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051740 | a seal. And even as the soul within your dust Through members different and accommodated To faculties diverse expands itself, So likewise this Intelligence diffuses Its virtue multiplied among the stars. Itself revolving on its unity. Virtue diverse doth a diverse alloyage Make with the precious body that it quickens, In which, as life in you, it is combined. From | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051741 | the glad nature whence it is derived, The mingled virtue through the body shines, Even as gladness through the living pupil. From this proceeds whateer from light to light Appeareth different, not from dense and rare: This is the formal principle that produces, According to its goodness, dark and bright. Paradiso: Canto III That Sun, which erst with love my | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051742 | bosom warmed, Of beauteous truth had unto me discovered, By proving and reproving, the sweet aspect. And, that I might confess myself convinced And confident, so far as was befitting, I lifted more erect my head to speak. But there appeared a vision, which withdrew me So close to it, in order to be seen, That my confession I remembered | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051743 | not. Such as through polished and transparent glass, Or waters crystalline and undisturbed, But not so deep as that their bed be lost, Come back again the outlines of our faces So feeble, that a pearl on forehead white Comes not less speedily unto our eyes; Such saw I many faces prompt to speak, So that I ran in error | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051744 | opposite To that which kindled love twixt man and fountain. As soon as I became aware of them, Esteeming them as mirrored semblances, To see of whom they were, mine eyes I turned, And nothing saw, and once more turned them forward Direct into the light of my sweet Guide, Who smiling kindled in her holy eyes. Marvel thou not, | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051745 | she said to me, because I smile at this thy puerile conceit, Since on the truth it trusts not yet its foot, But turns thee, as tis wont, on emptiness. True substances are these which thou beholdest, Here relegate for breaking of some vow. Therefore speak with them, listen and believe; For the true light, which giveth peace to them, | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051746 | Permits them not to turn from it their feet. And I unto the shade that seemed most wishful To speak directed me, and I began, As one whom too great eagerness bewilders: O well-created spirit, who in the rays Of life eternal dost the sweetness taste Which being untasted neer is comprehended, Grateful twill be to me, if thou content | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051747 | me Both with thy name and with your destiny. Whereat she promptly and with laughing eyes: Our charity doth never shut the doors Against a just desire, except as one Who wills that all her court be like herself. I was a virgin sister in the world; And if thy mind doth contemplate me well, The being more fair will | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051748 | not conceal me from thee, But thou shalt recognise I am Piccarda, Who, stationed here among these other blessed, Myself am blessed in the slowest sphere. All our affections, that alone inflamed Are in the pleasure of the Holy Ghost, Rejoice at being of his order formed; And this allotment, which appears so low, Therefore is given us, because our | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051749 | vows Have been neglected and in some part void. Whence I to her: In your miraculous aspects There shines I know not what of the divine, Which doth transform you from our first conceptions. Therefore I was not swift in my remembrance; But what thou tellest me now aids me so, That the refiguring is easier to me. But tell | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051750 | me, ye who in this place are happy, Are you desirous of a higher place, To see more or to make yourselves more friends? First with those other shades she smiled a little; Thereafter answered me so full of gladness, She seemed to burn in the first fire of love: Brother, our will is quieted by virtue Of charity, that | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051751 | makes us wish alone For what we have, nor gives us thirst for more. If to be more exalted we aspired, Discordant would our aspirations be Unto the will of Him who here secludes us; Which thou shalt see finds no place in these circles, If being in charity is needful here, And if thou lookest well into its nature; | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051752 | Nay, tis essential to this blest existence To keep itself within the will divine, Whereby our very wishes are made one; So that, as we are station above station Throughout this realm, to all the realm tis pleasing, As to the King, who makes his will our will. And his will is our peace; this is the sea To which | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051753 | is moving onward whatsoever It doth create, and all that nature makes. Then it was clear to me how everywhere In heaven is Paradise, although the grace Of good supreme there rain not in one measure. But as it comes to pass, if one food sates, And for another still remains the longing, We ask for this, and that decline | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051754 | with thanks, Een thus did I; with gesture and with word, To learn from her what was the web wherein She did not ply the shuttle to the end. A perfect life and merit high in-heaven A lady oer us, said she, by whose rule Down in your world they vest and veil themselves, That until death they may both | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051755 | watch and sleep Beside that Spouse who every vow accepts Which charity conformeth to his pleasure. To follow her, in girlhood from the world I fled, and in her habit shut myself, And pledged me to the pathway of her sect. Then men accustomed unto evil more Than unto good, from the sweet cloister tore me; God knows what afterward | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051756 | my life became. This other splendour, which to thee reveals Itself on my right side, and is enkindled With all the illumination of our sphere, What of myself I say applies to her; A nun was she, and likewise from her head Was taen the shadow of the sacred wimple. But when she too was to the world returned Against | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051757 | her wishes and against good usage, Of the hearts veil she never was divested. Of great Costanza this is the effulgence, Who from the second wind of Suabia Brought forth the third and latest puissance. Thus unto me she spake, and then began Ave Maria singing, and in singing Vanished, as through deep water something heavy. My sight, that followed | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051758 | her as long a time As it was possible, when it had lost her Turned round unto the mark of more desire, And wholly unto Beatrice reverted; But she such lightnings flashed into mine eyes, That at the first my sight endured it not; And this in questioning more backward made me. Paradiso: Canto IV Between two viands, equally removed | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051759 | And tempting, a free man would die of hunger Ere either he could bring unto his teeth. So would a lamb between the ravenings Of two fierce wolves stand fearing both alike; And so would stand a dog between two does. Hence, if I held my peace, myself I blame not, Impelled in equal measure by my doubts, Since it | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051760 | must be so, nor do I commend. I held my peace; but my desire was painted Upon my face, and questioning with that More fervent far than by articulate speech. Beatrice did as Daniel had done Relieving Nebuchadnezzar from the wrath Which rendered him unjustly merciless, And said: Well see I how attracteth thee One and the other wish, so | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051761 | that thy care Binds itself so that forth it does not breathe. Thou arguest, if good will be permanent, The violence of others, for what reason Doth it decrease the measure of my merit? Again for doubting furnish thee occasion Souls seeming to return unto the stars, According to the sentiment of Plato. These are the questions which upon thy | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051762 | wish Are thrusting equally; and therefore first Will I treat that which hath the most of gall. He of the Seraphim most absorbed in God, Moses, and Samuel, and whichever John Thou mayst select, I say, and even Mary, Have not in any other heaven their seats, Than have those spirits that just appeared to thee, Nor of existence more | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051763 | or fewer years; But all make beautiful the primal circle, And have sweet life in different degrees, By feeling more or less the eternal breath. They showed themselves here, not because allotted This sphere has been to them, but to give sign Of the celestial which is least exalted. To speak thus is adapted to your mind, Since only through | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051764 | the sense it apprehendeth What then it worthy makes of intellect. On this account the Scripture condescends Unto your faculties, and feet and hands To God attributes, and means something else; And Holy Church under an aspect human Gabriel and Michael represent to you, And him who made Tobias whole again. That which Timaeus argues of the soul Doth not | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051765 | resemble that which here is seen, Because it seems that as he speaks he thinks. He says the soul unto its star returns, Believing it to have been severed thence Whenever nature gave it as a form. Perhaps his doctrine is of other guise Than the words sound, and possibly may be With meaning that is not to be derided. | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051766 | If he doth mean that to these wheels return The honour of their influence and the blame, Perhaps his bow doth hit upon some truth. This principle ill understood once warped The whole world nearly, till it went astray Invoking Jove and Mercury and Mars. The other doubt which doth disquiet thee Less venom has, for its malevolence Could never | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051767 | lead thee otherwhere from me. That as unjust our justice should appear In eyes of mortals, is an argument Of faith, and not of sin heretical. But still, that your perception may be able To thoroughly penetrate this verity, As thou desirest, I will satisfy thee. If it be violence when he who suffers Co-operates not with him who uses | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051768 | force, These souls were not on that account excused; For will is never quenched unless it will, But operates as nature doth in fire If violence a thousand times distort it. Hence, if it yieldeth more or less, it seconds The force; and these have done so, having power Of turning back unto the holy place. If their will had | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051769 | been perfect, like to that Which Lawrence fast upon his gridiron held, And Mutius made severe to his own hand, It would have urged them back along the road Whence they were dragged, as soon as they were free; But such a solid will is all too rare. And by these words, if thou hast gathered them As thou shouldst | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051770 | do, the argument is refuted That would have still annoyed thee many times. But now another passage runs across Before thine eyes, and such that by thyself Thou couldst not thread it ere thou wouldst be weary. I have for certain put into thy mind That soul beatified could never lie, For it is near the primal Truth, And then | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051771 | thou from Piccarda mightst have heard Costanza kept affection for the veil, So that she seemeth here to contradict me. Many times, brother, has it come to pass, That, to escape from peril, with reluctance That has been done it was not right to do, Een as Alcmaeon (who, being by his father Thereto entreated, his own mother slew) Not | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051772 | to lose pity pitiless became. At this point I desire thee to remember That force with will commingles, and they cause That the offences cannot be excused. Will absolute consenteth not to evil; But in so far consenteth as it fears, If it refrain, to fall into more harm. Hence when Piccarda uses this expression, She meaneth the will absolute, | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051773 | and I The other, so that both of us speak truth. Such was the flowing of the holy river That issued from the fount whence springs all truth; This put to rest my wishes one and all. O love of the first lover, O divine, Said I forthwith, whose speech inundates me And warms me so, it more and more | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051774 | revives me, My own affection is not so profound As to suffice in rendering grace for grace; Let Him, who sees and can, thereto respond. Well I perceive that never sated is Our intellect unless the Truth illume it, Beyond which nothing true expands itself. It rests therein, as wild beast in his lair, When it attains it; and it | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051775 | can attain it; If not, then each desire would frustrate be. Therefore springs up, in fashion of a shoot, Doubt at the foot of truth; and this is nature, Which to the top from height to height impels us. This doth invite me, this assurance give me With reverence, Lady, to inquire of you Another truth, which is obscure to | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051776 | me. I wish to know if man can satisfy you For broken vows with other good deeds, so That in your balance they will not be light. Beatrice gazed upon me with her eyes Full of the sparks of love, and so divine, That, overcome my power, I turned my back And almost lost myself with eyes downcast. Paradiso: Canto | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051777 | V If in the heat of love I flame upon thee Beyond the measure that on earth is seen, So that the valour of thine eyes I vanquish, Marvel thou not thereat; for this proceeds From perfect sight, which as it apprehends To the good apprehended moves its feet. Well I perceive how is already shining Into thine intellect the | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051778 | eternal light, That only seen enkindles always love; And if some other thing your love seduce, Tis nothing but a vestige of the same, Ill understood, which there is shining through. Thou fain wouldst know if with another service For broken vow can such return be made As to secure the soul from further claim. This Canto thus did Beatrice | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051779 | begin; And, as a man who breaks not off his speech, Continued thus her holy argument: The greatest gift that in his largess God Creating made, and unto his own goodness Nearest conformed, and that which he doth prize Most highly, is the freedom of the will, Wherewith the creatures of intelligence Both all and only were and are endowed. | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051780 | Now wilt thou see, if thence thou reasonest, The high worth of a vow, if it he made So that when thou consentest God consents: For, closing between God and man the compact, A sacrifice is of this treasure made, Such as I say, and made by its own act. What can be rendered then as compensation? Thinkst thou to | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051781 | make good use of what thoust offered, With gains ill gotten thou wouldst do good deed. Now art thou certain of the greater point; But because Holy Church in this dispenses, Which seems against the truth which I have shown thee, Behoves thee still to sit awhile at table, Because the solid food which thou hast taken Requireth further aid | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051782 | for thy digestion. Open thy mind to that which I reveal, And fix it there within; for tis not knowledge, The having heard without retaining it. In the essence of this sacrifice two things Convene together; and the one is that Of which tis made, the other is the agreement. This last for evermore is cancelled not Unless complied with, | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051783 | and concerning this With such precision has above been spoken. Therefore it was enjoined upon the Hebrews To offer still, though sometimes what was offered Might be commuted, as thou oughtst to know. The other, which is known to thee as matter, May well indeed be such that one errs not If it for other matter be exchanged. But let | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051784 | none shift the burden on his shoulder At his arbitrament, without the turning Both of the white and of the yellow key; And every permutation deem as foolish, If in the substitute the thing relinquished, As the four is in six, be not contained. Therefore whatever thing has so great weight In value that it drags down every balance, Cannot | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051785 | be satisfied with other spending. Let mortals never take a vow in jest; Be faithful and not blind in doing that, As Jephthah was in his first offering, Whom more beseemed to say, I have done wrong, Than to do worse by keeping; and as foolish Thou the great leader of the Greeks wilt find, Whence wept Iphigenia her fair | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051786 | face, And made for her both wise and simple weep, Who heard such kind of worship spoken of. Christians, be ye more serious in your movements; Be ye not like a feather at each wind, And think not every water washes you. Ye have the Old and the New Testament, And the Pastor of the Church who guideth you Let | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051787 | this suffice you unto your salvation. If evil appetite cry aught else to you, Be ye as men, and not as silly sheep, So that the Jew among you may not mock you. Be ye not as the lamb that doth abandon Its mothers milk, and frolicsome and simple Combats at its own pleasure with itself. Thus Beatrice to me | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051788 | even as I write it; Then all desireful turned herself again To that part where the world is most alive. Her silence and her change of countenance Silence imposed upon my eager mind, That had already in advance new questions; And as an arrow that upon the mark Strikes ere the bowstring quiet hath become, So did we speed into | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051789 | the second realm. My Lady there so joyful I beheld, As into the brightness of that heaven she entered, More luminous thereat the planet grew; And if the star itself was changed and smiled, What became I, who by my nature am Exceeding mutable in every guise! As, in a fish-pond which is pure and tranquil, The fishes draw to | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051790 | that which from without Comes in such fashion that their food they deem it; So I beheld more than a thousand splendours Drawing towards us, and in each was heard: Lo, this is she who shall increase our love. And as each one was coming unto us, Full of beatitude the shade was seen, By the effulgence clear that issued | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051791 | from it. Think, Reader, if what here is just beginning No farther should proceed, how thou wouldst have An agonizing need of knowing more; And of thyself thoult see how I from these Was in desire of hearing their conditions, As they unto mine eyes were manifest. O thou well-born, unto whom Grace concedes To see the thrones of the | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051792 | eternal triumph, Or ever yet the warfare be abandoned With light that through the whole of heaven is spread Kindled are we, and hence if thou desirest To know of us, at thine own pleasure sate thee. Thus by some one among those holy spirits Was spoken, and by Beatrice: Speak, speak Securely, and believe them even as Gods. Well | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051793 | I perceive how thou dost nest thyself In thine own light, and drawest it from thine eyes, Because they coruscate when thou dost smile, But know not who thou art, nor why thou hast, Spirit august, thy station in the sphere That veils itself to men in alien rays. This said I in direction of the light Which first had | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051794 | spoken to me; whence it became By far more lucent than it was before. Even as the sun, that doth conceal himself By too much light, when heat has worn away The tempering influence of the vapours dense, By greater rapture thus concealed itself In its own radiance the figure saintly, And thus close, close enfolded answered me In fashion | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051795 | as the following Canto sings. Paradiso: Canto VI After that Constantine the eagle turned Against the course of heaven, which it had followed Behind the ancient who Lavinia took, Two hundred years and more the bird of God In the extreme of Europe held itself, Near to the mountains whence it issued first; And under shadow of the sacred plumes | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051796 | It governed there the world from hand to hand, And, changing thus, upon mine own alighted. Caesar I was, and am Justinian, Who, by the will of primal Love I feel, Took from the laws the useless and redundant; And ere unto the work I was attent, One nature to exist in Christ, not more, Believed, and with such faith | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051797 | was I contented. But blessed Agapetus, he who was The supreme pastor, to the faith sincere Pointed me out the way by words of his. Him I believed, and what was his assertion I now see clearly, even as thou seest Each contradiction to be false and true. As soon as with the Church I moved my feet, God in | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051798 | his grace it pleased with this high task To inspire me, and I gave me wholly to it, And to my Belisarius I commended The arms, to which was heavens right hand so joined It was a signal that I should repose. Now here to the first question terminates My answer; but the character thereof Constrains me to continue with | 60 | gutenberg |
twg_000000051799 | a sequel, In order that thou see with how great reason Men move against the standard sacrosanct, Both who appropriate and who oppose it. Behold how great a power has made it worthy Of reverence, beginning from the hour When Pallas died to give it sovereignty. Thou knowest it made in Alba its abode Three hundred years and upward, till | 60 | gutenberg |
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