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the divine comedy(神曲)-第33章

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  And as within a voice a voice discerned;
  When one is steadfast; and one comes and goes;

Within that light beheld I other lamps
  Move in a circle; speeding more and less;
  Methinks in measure of their inward vision。

From a cold cloud descended never winds;
  Or visible or not; so rapidly
  They would not laggard and impeded seem

To any one who had those lights divine
  Seen come towards us; leaving the gyration
  Begun at first in the high Seraphim。

And behind those that most in front appeared
  Sounded 〃Osanna!〃 so that never since
  To hear again was I without desire。

Then unto us more nearly one approached;
  And it alone began: 〃We all are ready
  Unto thy pleasure; that thou joy in us。

We turn around with the celestial Princes;
  One gyre and one gyration and one thirst;
  To whom thou in the world of old didst say;

'Ye who; intelligent; the third heaven are moving;'
  And are so full of love; to pleasure thee
  A little quiet will not be less sweet。〃

After these eyes of mine themselves had offered
  Unto my Lady reverently; and she
  Content and certain of herself had made them;

Back to the light they turned; which so great promise
  Made of itself; and 〃Say; who art thou?〃 was
  My voice; imprinted with a great affection。

O how and how much I beheld it grow
  With the new joy that superadded was
  Unto its joys; as soon as I had spoken!

Thus changed; it said to me: 〃The world possessed me
  Short time below; and; if it had been more;
  Much evil will be which would not have been。

My gladness keepeth me concealed from thee;
  Which rayeth round about me; and doth hide me
  Like as a creature swathed in its own silk。

Much didst thou love me; and thou hadst good reason;
  For had I been below; I should have shown thee
  Somewhat beyond the foliage of my love。

That left…hand margin; which doth bathe itself
  In Rhone; when it is mingled with the Sorgue;
  Me for its lord awaited in due time;

And that horn of Ausonia; which is towned
  With Bari; with Gaeta and Catona;
  Whence Tronto and Verde in the sea disgorge。

Already flashed upon my brow the crown
  Of that dominion which the Danube waters
  After the German borders it abandons;

And beautiful Trinacria; that is murky
  'Twixt Pachino and Peloro; (on the gulf
  Which greatest scath from Eurus doth receive;)

Not through Typhoeus; but through nascent sulphur;
  Would have awaited her own monarchs still;
  Through me from Charles descended and from Rudolph;

If evil lordship; that exasperates ever
  The subject populations; had not moved
  Palermo to the outcry of 'Death! death!'

And if my brother could but this foresee;
  The greedy poverty of Catalonia
  Straight would he flee; that it might not molest him;

For verily 'tis needful to provide;
  Through him or other; so that on his bark
  Already freighted no more freight be placed。

His nature; which from liberal covetous
  Descended; such a soldiery would need
  As should not care for hoarding in a chest。〃

〃Because I do believe the lofty joy
  Thy speech infuses into me; my Lord;
  Where every good thing doth begin and end

Thou seest as I see it; the more grateful
  Is it to me; and this too hold I dear;
  That gazing upon God thou dost discern it。

Glad hast thou made me; so make clear to me;
  Since speaking thou hast stirred me up to doubt;
  How from sweet seed can bitter issue forth。〃

This I to him; and he to me: 〃If I
  Can show to thee a truth; to what thou askest
  Thy face thou'lt hold as thou dost hold thy back。

The Good which all the realm thou art ascending
  Turns and contents; maketh its providence
  To be a power within these bodies vast;

And not alone the natures are foreseen
  Within the mind that in itself is perfect;
  But they together with their preservation。

For whatsoever thing this bow shoots forth
  Falls foreordained unto an end foreseen;
  Even as a shaft directed to its mark。

If that were not; the heaven which thou dost walk
  Would in such manner its effects produce;
  That they no longer would be arts; but ruins。

This cannot be; if the Intelligences
  That keep these stars in motion are not maimed;
  And maimed the First that has not made them perfect。

Wilt thou this truth have clearer made to thee?〃
  And I: 〃Not so; for 'tis impossible
  That nature tire; I see; in what is needful。〃

Whence he again: 〃Now say; would it be worse
  For men on earth were they not citizens?〃
  〃Yes;〃 I replied; 〃and here I ask no reason。〃

〃And can they be so; if below they live not
  Diversely unto offices diverse?
  No; if your master writeth well for you。〃

So came he with deductions to this point;
  Then he concluded: 〃Therefore it behoves
  The roots of your effects to be diverse。

Hence one is Solon born; another Xerxes;
  Another Melchisedec; and another he
  Who; flying through the air; his son did lose。

Revolving Nature; which a signet is
  To mortal wax; doth practise well her art;
  But not one inn distinguish from another;

Thence happens it that Esau differeth
  In seed from Jacob; and Quirinus comes
  From sire so vile that he is given to Mars。

A generated nature its own way
  Would always make like its progenitors;
  If Providence divine were not triumphant。

Now that which was behind thee is before thee;
  But that thou know that I with thee am pleased;
  With a corollary will I mantle thee。

Evermore nature; if it fortune find
  Discordant to it; like each other seed
  Out of its region; maketh evil thrift;

And if the world below would fix its mind
  On the foundation which is laid by nature;
  Pursuing that; 'twould have the people good。

But you unto religion wrench aside
  Him who was born to gird him with the sword;
  And make a king of him who is for sermons;


Therefore your footsteps wander from the road。〃



Paradiso: Canto IX


Beautiful Clemence; after that thy Charles
  Had me enlightened; he narrated to me
  The treacheries his seed should undergo;

But said: 〃Be still and let the years roll round;〃
  So I can only say; that lamentation
  Legitimate shall follow on your wrongs。

And of that holy light the life already
  Had to the Sun which fills it turned again;
  As to that good which for each thing sufficeth。

Ah; souls deceived; and creatures impious;
  Who from such good do turn away your hearts;
  Directing upon vanity your foreheads!

And now; behold; another of those splendours
  Approached me; and its will to pleasure me
  It signified by brightening outwardly。

The eyes of Beatrice; that fastened were
  Upon me; as before; of dear assent
  To my desire assurance gave to me。

〃Ah; bring swift compensation to my wish;
  Thou blessed spirit;〃 I said; 〃and give me proof
  That what I think in thee I can reflect!〃

Whereat the light; that still was new to me;
  Out of its depths; whence it before was singing;
  As one delighted to do good; continued:

〃Within that region of the land depraved
  Of Italy; that lies between Rialto
  And fountain…heads of Brenta and of Piava;

Rises a hill; and mounts not very high;
  Wherefrom descended formerly a torch
  That made upon that region great assault。

Out of one root were born both I and it;
  Cunizza was I called; and here I shine
  Because the splendour of this star o'ercame me。

But gladly to myself the cause I pardon
  Of my allotment; and it does not grieve me;
  Which would perhaps seem strong unto your vulgar。

Of this so luculent and precious jewel;
  Which of our heaven is nearest unto me;
  Great fame remained; and ere it die away

This hundredth year shall yet quintupled be。
  See if man ought to make him excellent;
  So that another life the first may leave!

And thus thinks not the present multitude
  Shut in by Adige and Tagliamento;
  Nor yet for being scourged is penitent。

But soon 'twill be that Padua in the marsh
  Will change the water that Vicenza bathes;
  Because the folk are stubborn against duty;

And where the Sile and Cagnano join
  One lordeth it; and goes with lofty head;
  For catching whom e'en now the net is making。

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