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brother or his wife or his son or his daughter might not be finally

forgiven for the frailties of an imperfect nature which he had

inherited?  The Catholic Church; in its benignity;at what time I

do not know;opened the future of hope amid the speculations of

despair。  She saved the Middle Ages from universal gloom。  If

speculation or logic or tradition or scripture pointed to a hell of

reprobation; there must be also a purgatory as the field of

expiation; for expiation there must be for sin; somewhere; somehow;

according to immutable laws; unless a mantle of universal

forgiveness were spread over sinners who in this life had given no

sufficient proofs of repentance and faith。  Expiation was the great

element of Mediaeval theology。  It may have been borrowed from

India; but it was engrafted on the Christian system。  Sometimes it

was made to take place in this life; when the sinner; having

pleased God; entered at once upon heavenly beatitudes。  Hence

fastings; scourgings; self…laceration; ascetic rigors in dress and

food; pilgrimages;all to purchase forgiveness; which idea of

forgiveness was scattered to the winds by Luther; and replaced by

grace;faith in Christ attested by a righteous life。  I allude to

this notion of purgatory; which early entered into the creeds of

theologians; and which was adopted by the Catholic Church; to show

how powerful it was when human consciousness sought a relief from

the pains of endless physical torments。



After Dante had written his Purgatorio; he retired to the

picturesque mountains which separate Tuscany from Modena and

Bologna; and in the hospitium of an ancient monastery; 〃on the

woody summit of a rock from which he might gaze on his ungrateful

country; he renewed his studies in philosophy and theology。〃

There; too; in that calm retreat; he commenced his Paradiso; the

subject of profound meditations on what was held in highest value

in the Middle Ages。  The themes are theological and metaphysical。

They are such as interested Thomas Aquinas and Bonaventura; Anselm

and Bernard。  They are such as do not interest this age;even the

most gifted minds;for our times are comparatively indifferent to

metaphysical subtleties and speculations。  Beatrice and Peter and

Benedict alike discourse on the recondite subjects of the Bible in

the style of Mediaeval doctors。  The themes are great;the

incarnation; the immortality of the soul; the resurrection of the

body; salvation by faith; the triumph of Christ; the glory of

Paradise; the mysteries of the divine and human natures; and with

these disquisitions are reproofs of bad popes; and even of some of

the bad customs of the Church; like indulgences; and the

corruptions of the monastic system。  The Paradiso is a thesaurus of

Mediaeval theology;obscure; but lofty; mixed up with all the

learning of the age; even of the lives of saints and heroes and

kings and prophets。  Saint Peter examines Dante upon faith; James

upon hope; and John upon charity。  Virgil here has ceased to be his

guide; but Beatrice; robed in celestial loveliness; conducts him

from circle to circle; and explains the sublimest doctrines and

resolves his mortal doubts;the object still of his adoration; and

inferior only to the mother of our Lord; regina angelorum; mater

carissima; whom the Church even then devoutly worshipped; and to

whom the greatest sages prayed。





    〃Thou virgin mother; daughter of thy Son;

     Humble and high beyond all other creatures;

     The limit fixed of the eternal counsel;

     Thou art the one who such nobility

     To human nature gave; that its Creator

     Did not disdain to make himself its creature。

     Not only thy benignity gives succor

     To him who asketh it; but oftentimes

     Forerunneth of its own accord the asking。

     In thee compassion is; in thee is pity

     In thee magnificence; in thee unites

     Whate'er of goodness is in any creature。〃





In the glorious meditation of those grand subjects which had such a

charm for Benedict and Bernard; and which almost offset the

barbarism and misery of the Middle Ages;to many still regarded as

〃ages of faith;〃Dante seemingly forgets his wrongs; and in the

company of her whom he adores he seems to revel in the solemn

ecstasy of a soul transported to the realms of eternal light。  He

lives now with the angels and the mysteries;





                             〃Like to the fire

     That in a cloud imprisoned doth break out expansive。

       。   。   。   。   。   。   。   。   。   。   。   。   。

     Thus; in that heavenly banqueting his soul

     Outgrew himself; and; in the transport lost;

     Holds no remembrance now of what she was。〃





The Paradise of Dante is not gloomy; although it be obscure and

indefinite。  It is the unexplored world of thought and knowledge;

the explanation of dogmas which his age accepted。  It is a

revelation of glories such as only a lofty soul could conceive; but

could not paint;a supernal happiness given only to favored

mortals; to saints and martyrs who have triumphed over the

seductions of sense and the temptations of life;a beatified state

of blended ecstasy and love。





〃Had I a tongue in eloquence as rich as is the coloring in fancy's loom;

'Twere all too poor to utter the least part of that enchantment。〃





Such is this great poem; in all its parts and exposition of the

ideas of the age;sometimes fierce and sometimes tender; profound

and infantine; lofty and degraded; like the Church itself; which

conserved these sentiments。  It is an intensely religious poem; and

yet more theological than Christian; and full of classical

allusions to pagan heroes and sages;a most remarkable production

considering the age; and; when we remember that it is without a

prototype in any language; a glorious monument of reviving

literature; both original and powerful。



Its appearance was of course an epoch; calling out the admiration

of Italians; and of all who could understand it;of all who

appreciated its moral wisdom in every other country of Europe。  And

its fame has been steadily increasing; although I fear much of the

popular enthusiasm is exaggerated and unfelt。  One who can read

Italian well may see its 〃fiery emphasis and depth;〃 its condensed

thought and language; its supernal scorn and supernal love; its

bitterness and its forgiveness; but few modern readers accept its

theology or its philosophy; or care at all for the men whose crimes

he punishes; and whose virtues he rewards。



But there is great interest in the man; as well as in the poem

which he made the mirror of his life; and the register of his

sorrows and of those speculations in which he sought to banish the

remembrance of his misfortunes。  His life; like his poem; is an

epic。  We sympathize with his resentments; 〃which exile and poverty

made perpetually fresh。〃  〃The sincerity of his early passion for

Beatrice;〃 says Hallam; 〃pierces through the veil of allegory which

surrounds her; while the memory of his injuries pursues him into

the immensity of eternal light; and even in the company of saints

and angels his unforgiving spirit darkens at the name of Florence。 。 。 。

He combines the profoundest feelings of religion with those

patriotic recollections which were suggested by the reappearance of

the illustrious dead。〃



Next to Michael Angelo he was the best of all famous Italians;

stained by no marked defects but bitterness; pride; and scorn;

while his piety; his patriotism; and elevation of soul stand out in

marked contrast with the selfishness and venality and hypocrisy and

cruelty of the leading men in the history of his times。  〃He wrote

with his heart's blood;〃 he wrote in poverty; exile; grief; and

neglect; he wrote like an inspired prophet of old。  He seems to

have been specially raised up to exalt virtue; and vindicate the

ways of God to man; and prepare the way for a new civilization。  He

breathes angry

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