When I heard say: "If I my colour change, My place, my place, which vacant has become Has of my cemetery made a sewer Of blood and stench, whereby the Perverse One, Sure of herself, and at another's failing, With voice so much transmuted from itself, The very countenance was not more changed. "The spouse of Christ has never nurtured been On blood of mine, of Linus and of Cletus, To be made use of in acquest of gold; But in acquest of this delightful life Sixtus and Pius, Urban and Calixtus, After much lamentation, shed their blood. Our purpose was not, that on the right hand Of our successors should in part be seated The Christian folk, in part upon the other; Nor that the keys which were to me confided Should e'er become the escutcheon on a banner, 50 Nor I be made the figure of a seal To privileges venal and mendacious, In garb of shepherds the rapacious wolves Are seen from here above o'er all the pastures! But the high Providence, that with Scipio At Rome the glory of the world defended, And thou, my son, who by thy mortal weight In flakes our atmosphere, what time the horn Become, and flaked with the triumphant vapours, From gazing upward, said to me: "Cast down I saw that I had moved through the whole arc Past Gades, and this side, well nigh the shore And of this threshing-floor the site to me Were more unveiled, but the sun was proceeding My mind enamoured, which is dallying At all times with my Lady, to bring back To catch the eyes and so possess the mind, All joined together would appear as nought To the divine delight which shone upon me From the fair nest of Leda tore me forth, Its parts exceeding full of life and lofty Are all so uniform, I cannot say Which Beatrice selected for my place. But she, who was aware of my desire, Began, the while she smiled so joyously That God seemed in her countenance to rejoice : "The nature of that motion, which keeps quiet The centre, and all the rest about it moves, From hence begins as from its starting point. And in this heaven there is no other Where Than in the Mind Divine, wherein is kindled Even as this doth the others, and that precinct Its motion is not by another meted, But all the others measured are by this, And in what manner time in such a pot May have its roots, and in the rest its leaves, O Covetousness, that mortals dost ingulf Beneath thee so, that no one hath the power Full fairly blossoms in mankind the will; But the uninterrupted rain converts Into abortive wildings the true plums. Fidelity and innocence are found Only in children; afterwards they both Take flight or e'er the cheeks with down are covered. Who, when his tongue is loosed, forthwith devours Another, while he prattles, loves and listens Unto his mother, who when speech is perfect Of him who brings the morn, and leaves the night. Think that on earth there is no one who governs ; 140 Ere January be unwintered wholly By the centesimal on earth neglected, Shall whirl the poops about where are the prows; 143 CANTO XXVIII. AFTER the truth against the present life He sees who from behind is lighted by it, Tell him the truth, and sees that it accords Therewith as doth a music with its metre, In similar wise my memory recollecteth That I did, looking into those fair eyes, Of which Love made the springes to ensnare me And as I turned me round, and mine were touched By that which is apparent in that volume, Whenever on its gyre we gaze intent, A point beheld I, that was raying out Light so acute, the sight which it enkindles Must close perforce before such great acuteness. And whatsoever star seems smallest here Would seem to be a moon, if placed beside it As one star with another star is placed. Perhaps at such a distance as appears A halo cincturing the light that paints it, So swiftly whirled, that it would have surpassed And this was by another circumcinct, That by a third, the third then by a fourth, By a fifth the fourth, and then by a sixth the fifth ; The seventh followed thereupon in width So ample now, that Juno's messenger Even so the eighth and ninth; and every one From which less distant was the stainless spark, My Lady, who in my anxiety Beheld me much perplexed, said: From that point Behold that circle most conjoined to it, And know thou, that its motion is so swift Through burning love whereby it is spurred on." And I to her: "If the world were arranged In the order which I see in yonder wheels, That evermore the circles are diviner In this miraculous and angelic temple, And the exemplar go not in one fashion, Since for myself in vain I contemplate it." "If thine own fingers unto such a knot Be insufficient, it is no great wonder, The circles corporal are wide and narrow Unto the circle which most loves and knows. Apply thy measure, not to the appearance Of substances that unto thee seem round, Thou wilt behold a marvellous agreement, Of more to greater, and of less to smaller, In every heaven, with its Intelligence." Even as remaineth splendid and serene The hemisphere of air, when Boreas Is blowing from that cheek where he is mildest, That erst disturbed it, till the welkin laughs |