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Thence there appeared the temperateness of Jove
'Twixt son and father, and to me was clear
The change that of their whereabout they make;
And all the seven made manifest to me

How great they are, and eke how swift they are,
And how they are in distant habitations.
The threshing-floor that maketh us so proud,

To me revolving with the eternal Twins,
Was all apparent made from hill to harbour!
Then to the beauteous eyes mine eyes I turned.

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CANTO XXIII.

EVEN as a bird, 'mid the beloved leaves,
Quiet upon the nest of her sweet brood
Throughout the night, that hideth all things from us,
Who, that she may behold their longed-for looks
And find the food wherewith to nourish them,
In which, to her, grave labours grateful are,
Anticipates the time on open spray

And with an ardent longing waits the sun,
Gazing intent as soon as breaks the dawn:
Even thus my Lady standing was, erect

And vigilant, turned round towards the zone Underneath which the sun displays less haste; So that beholding her distraught and wistful,

Such I became as he is who desiring

For something yearns, and hoping is appeased.
But brief the space from one When to the other;
Of my awaiting, say I, and the seeing

The welkin grow resplendent more and more.
And Beatrice exclaimed: "Behold the hosts

Of Christ's triumphal march, and all the fruit Harvested by the rolling of these spheres!" It seemed to me her face was all aflame;

And eyes she had so full of ecstasy

That I must needs pass on without describing.
As when in nights serene of the full moon

Smiles Trivia among the nymphs eternal
Who paint the firmament through all its gulfs,
Saw I, above the myriads of lamps,

A Sun that one and all of them enkindled,
E'en as our own doth the supernal sights,

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And through the living light transparent shone
The lucent substance so intensely clear
Into my sight, that I sustained it not.
Beatrice, thou gentle guide and dear!

To me she said: "What overmasters thee

A virtue is from which naught shields itself.
There are the wisdom and the omnipotence

That oped the thoroughfares 'twixt heaven and earth,
For which there erst had been so long a yearning."

As fire from out a cloud unlocks itself,

Dilating so it finds not room therein,

And down, against its nature, falls to earth,

So did my mind, among those aliments
Becoming larger, issue from itself,

And that which it became cannot remember.

"Open thine eyes, and look at what I am:

Thou hast beheld such things, that strong enough
Hast thou become to tolerate my smile."

I was as one who still retains the feeling
Of a forgotten vision, and endeavours
In vain to bring it back into his mind,
When I this invitation heard, deserving

Of so much gratitude, it never fades
Out of the book that chronicles the past.
If at this moment sounded all the tongues
That Polyhymnia and her sisters made
Most lubrical with their delicious milk,
To aid me, to a thousandth of the truth

It would not reach, singing the holy smile
And how the holy aspect it illumed.
And therefore, representing Paradise,

The sacred poem must perforce leap over,
Even as a man who finds his way cut off;
But whoso thinketh of the ponderous theme,
And of the mortal shoulder laden with it,
Should blame it not, if under this it tremble.
It is no passage for a little boat

This which goes cleaving the audacious prow,
Nor for a pilot who would spare himself.
"Why doth my face so much enamour thee,

That to the garden fair thou turnest not,
Which under the rays of Christ is blossoming?

There is the Rose in which the Word Divine
Became incarnate; there the lilies are

By whose perfume the good way was discovered"

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Thus Beatrice; and I, who to her counsels
Was wholly ready, once again betook me
Unto the battle of the feeble brows.

As in the sunshine, that unsullied streams

Through fractured cloud, ere now a meadow of flowers 3:
Mine eyes with shadow covered o'er have seen,

So troops of splendours manifold I saw

Illumined from above with burning rays,
Beholding not the source of the effulgence.
O power benignant that dost so imprint them!
Thou didst exalt thyself to give more scope
There to mine eyes, that were not strong enough.
The name of that fair flower I e'er invoke

Morning and evening utterly enthralled
My soul to gaze upon the greater fire.
And when in both mine eyes depicted were
The glory and greatness of the living star
Which there excelleth, as it here excelled,
Athwart the heavens a little torch descended
Formed in a circle like a coronal,

And cinctured it, and whirled itself about it.
Whatever melody most sweetly soundeth

On earth, and to itself most draws the soul,
Would seem a cloud that, rent asunder, thunders,

Compared unto the sounding of that lyre

Wherewith was crowned the sapphire beautiful,
Which gives the clearest heaven its sapphire hue.

"I am Angelic Love, that circle round

The joy sublime which breathes from out the womb
That was the hostelry of our Desire;

And I shall circle, Lady of Heaven, while

Thou followest thy Son, and mak'st diviner

The sphere supreme, because thou enterest there.”

Thus did the circulated melody

Seal itself up; and all the other lights

Were making to resound the name of Mary.

The regal mantle of the volumes all

Of that world, which most fervid is and living
With breath of God and with his works and ways

Extended over us its inner border,

So very distant, that the semblance of it

There where I was not yet appeared to me. Therefore mine eyes did not possess the power Of following the incoronated flame,

Which mounted upward near to its own seed,

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And as a little child, that towards its mother

Stretches its arms, when it the milk has taken,
Through impulse kindled into outward flame,
Each of those gleams of whiteness upward reached
So with its summit, that the deep affection
They had for Mary was revealed to me.
Thereafter they remained there in my sight,
Regina cali singing with such sweetness,
That ne'er from me has the delight departed.
O, what exuberance is garnered up

Within those richest coffers, which had been
Good husbandmen for sowing here below!
There they enjoy and live upon the treasure

Which was acquired while weeping in the exile
Of Babylon, wherein the gold was left.
There triumpheth, beneath the exalted Son
Of God and Mary, in his victory,

Both with the ancient council and the new,
He who doth keep the keys of such a glory.

CANTO XXIV.
XXIV.

"O COMPANY elect to the great supper
Of the Lamb benedight, who feedeth you
So that for ever full is your desire,

If by the grace of God this man foretaste

Something of that which falleth from your table,
Or ever death prescribe to him the time,

Direct your mind to his immense desire,

And him somewhat bedew; ye drinking are
For ever at the fount whence comes his thought."

Thus Beatrice; and those souls beatified

Transformed themselves to spheres on steadfast poles,
Flaming intensely in the guise of comets.

And as the wheels in works of horologes

Revolve so that the first to the beholder
Motionless seems, and the last one to fly,
So in like manner did those carols, dancing
In different measure, of their affluence

Give me the gauge, as they were swift or slow.
From that one which I noted of most beauty
Beheld I issue forth a fire so happy

That none it left there of a greater brightness;

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And around Beatrice three several times
It whirled itself with so divine a song,
My fantasy repeats it not to me;
Therefore the pen skips, and I write it not,
Since our imagination for such folds,

Much more our speech, is of a tint too glaring. "O holy sister mine, who us implorest

With such devotion, by thine ardent love
Thou dost unbind me from that beautiful sphere !"
Thereafter, having stopped, the blessed fire
Unto my Lady did direct its breath,

Which spake in fashion as I here have said.
And she: "O light eterne of the great man
To whom our Lord delivered up the keys
He carried down of this miraculous joy,
This one examine on points light and grave,

As good beseemeth thee, about the Faith
By means of which thou on the sea didst walk.
If he love well, and hope well, and believe,

From thee 'tis hid not; for thou hast thy sight
There where depicted everything is seen.
But since this kingdom has made citizens

By means of the true Faith, to glorify it
'Tis well he have the chance to speak thereof."
As baccalaureate arms himself, and speaks not
Until the master doth propose the question,
To argue it, and not to terminate it,
So did I arm myself with every reason,

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While she was speaking, that I might be ready
For such a questioner and such profession.
Say, thou good Christian; manifest thyself;

What is the Faith ?" Whereat I raised my brow
Unto that light wherefrom was this breathed forth.

Then turned I round to Beatrice, and she

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Prompt signals made to me that I should pour The water forth from my internal fountain. May grace, that suffers me to make confession," Began I, "to the great centurion,

Cause my conceptions all to be explicit !"
And I continued: "As the truthful pen,

Father, of thy dear brother wrote of it,
Who put with thee Rome into the good way,
Faith is the substance of the things we hope for,
And evidence of those that are not seen;
And this appears to me its quiddity."

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