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  The affection in the look; if it be such
  That all the soul is wrapt away by it;

So; by the flaming of the effulgence holy
  To which I turned; I recognized therein
  The wish of speaking to me somewhat farther。

And it began: 〃In this fifth resting…place
  Upon the tree that liveth by its summit;
  And aye bears fruit; and never loses leaf;

Are blessed spirits that below; ere yet
  They came to Heaven; were of such great renown
  That every Muse therewith would affluent be。

Therefore look thou upon the cross's horns;
  He whom I now shall name will there enact
  What doth within a cloud its own swift fire。〃

I saw athwart the Cross a splendour drawn
  By naming Joshua; (even as he did it;)
  Nor noted I the word before the deed;

And at the name of the great Maccabee
  I saw another move itself revolving;
  And gladness was the whip unto that top。

Likewise for Charlemagne and for Orlando;
  Two of them my regard attentive followed
  As followeth the eye its falcon flying。

William thereafterward; and Renouard;
  And the Duke Godfrey; did attract my sight
  Along upon that Cross; and Robert Guiscard。

Then; moved and mingled with the other lights;
  The soul that had addressed me showed how great
  An artist 'twas among the heavenly singers。

To my right side I turned myself around;
  My duty to behold in Beatrice
  Either by words or gesture signified;

And so translucent I beheld her eyes;
  So full of pleasure; that her countenance
  Surpassed its other and its latest wont。

And as; by feeling greater delectation;
  A man in doing good from day to day
  Becomes aware his virtue is increasing;

So I became aware that my gyration
  With heaven together had increased its arc;
  That miracle beholding more adorned。

And such as is the change; in little lapse
  Of time; in a pale woman; when her face
  Is from the load of bashfulness unladen;

Such was it in mine eyes; when I had turned;
  Caused by the whiteness of the temperate star;
  The sixth; which to itself had gathered me。

Within that Jovial torch did I behold
  The sparkling of the love which was therein
  Delineate our language to mine eyes。

And even as birds uprisen from the shore;
  As in congratulation o'er their food;
  Make squadrons of themselves; now round; now long;

So from within those lights the holy creatures
  Sang flying to and fro; and in their figures
  Made of themselves now D; now I; now L。

First singing they to their own music moved;
  Then one becoming of these characters;
  A little while they rested and were silent。

O divine Pegasea; thou who genius
  Dost glorious make; and render it long…lived;
  And this through thee the cities and the kingdoms;

Illume me with thyself; that I may bring
  Their figures out as I have them conceived!
  Apparent be thy power in these brief verses!

Themselves then they displayed in five times seven
  Vowels and consonants; and I observed
  The parts as they seemed spoken unto me。

'Diligite justitiam;' these were
  First verb and noun of all that was depicted;
  'Qui judicatis terram' were the last。

Thereafter in the M of the fifth word
  Remained they so arranged; that Jupiter
  Seemed to be silver there with gold inlaid。

And other lights I saw descend where was
  The summit of the M; and pause there singing
  The good; I think; that draws them to itself。

Then; as in striking upon burning logs
  Upward there fly innumerable sparks;
  Whence fools are wont to look for auguries;

More than a thousand lights seemed thence to rise;
  And to ascend; some more; and others less;
  Even as the Sun that lights them had allotted;

And; each one being quiet in its place;
  The head and neck beheld I of an eagle
  Delineated by that inlaid fire。

He who there paints has none to be his guide;
  But Himself guides; and is from Him remembered
  That virtue which is form unto the nest。

The other beatitude; that contented seemed
  At first to bloom a lily on the M;
  By a slight motion followed out the imprint。

O gentle star! what and how many gems
  Did demonstrate to me; that all our justice
  Effect is of that heaven which thou ingemmest!

Wherefore I pray the Mind; in which begin
  Thy motion and thy virtue; to regard
  Whence comes the smoke that vitiates thy rays;

So that a second time it now be wroth
  With buying and with selling in the temple
  Whose walls were built with signs and martyrdoms!

O soldiery of heaven; whom I contemplate;
  Implore for those who are upon the earth
  All gone astray after the bad example!

Once 'twas the custom to make war with swords;
  But now 'tis made by taking here and there
  The bread the pitying Father shuts from none。

Yet thou; who writest but to cancel; think
  That Peter and that Paul; who for this vineyard
  Which thou art spoiling died; are still alive!

Well canst thou say: 〃So steadfast my desire
  Is unto him who willed to live alone;
  And for a dance was led to martyrdom;

That I know not the Fisherman nor Paul。〃



Paradiso: Canto XIX


Appeared before me with its wings outspread
  The beautiful image that in sweet fruition
  Made jubilant the interwoven souls;

Appeared a little ruby each; wherein
  Ray of the sun was burning so enkindled
  That each into mine eyes refracted it。

And what it now behoves me to retrace
  Nor voice has e'er reported; nor ink written;
  Nor was by fantasy e'er comprehended;

For speak I saw; and likewise heard; the beak;
  And utter with its voice both 'I' and 'My;'
  When in conception it was 'We' and 'Our。'

And it began: 〃Being just and merciful
  Am I exalted here unto that glory
  Which cannot be exceeded by desire;

And upon earth I left my memory
  Such; that the evil…minded people there
  Commend it; but continue not the story。〃

So doth a single heat from many embers
  Make itself felt; even as from many loves
  Issued a single sound from out that image。

Whence I thereafter: 〃O perpetual flowers
  Of the eternal joy; that only one
  Make me perceive your odours manifold;

Exhaling; break within me the great fast
  Which a long season has in hunger held me;
  Not finding for it any food on earth。

Well do I know; that if in heaven its mirror
  Justice Divine another realm doth make;
  Yours apprehends it not through any veil。

You know how I attentively address me
  To listen; and you know what is the doubt
  That is in me so very old a fast。〃

Even as a falcon; issuing from his hood;
  Doth move his head; and with his wings applaud him;
  Showing desire; and making himself fine;

Saw I become that standard; which of lauds
  Was interwoven of the grace divine;
  With such songs as he knows who there rejoices。

Then it began: 〃He who a compass turned
  On the world's outer verge; and who within it
  Devised so much occult and manifest;

Could not the impress of his power so make
  On all the universe; as that his Word
  Should not remain in infinite excess。

And this makes certain that the first proud being;
  Who was the paragon of every creature;
  By not awaiting light fell immature。

And hence appears it; that each minor nature
  Is scant receptacle unto that good
  Which has no end; and by itself is measured。

In consequence our vision; which perforce
  Must be some ray of that intelligence
  With which all things whatever are replete;

Cannot in its own nature be so potent;
  That it shall not its origin discern
  Far beyond that which is apparent to it。

Therefore into the justice sempiternal
  The power of vision that your world receives;
  As eye into the ocean; penetrates;

Which; though it see the bottom near the shore;
  Upon the deep perceives it not; and yet
  'Tis there; but it is hidden by the depth。

There is no light but comes from the serene
  That never is o'ercast; nay; it is darkness
  Or shadow of the flesh; or else its poison。

Amply to thee is opened now the cavern
  Which has concealed from thee the living justice
  Of which thou mad'st such frequent questioning。

For saidst thou: 'Born a man is on the shore
  Of Indus; and is none who there can speak

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