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diff --git a/8793.txt b/8793.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..4082ac7 --- /dev/null +++ b/8793.txt @@ -0,0 +1,1505 @@ +Project Gutenberg's The Vision of Purgatory, Part 4, by Dante Alighieri +Translated By The Rev. H. F. Cary, Illustrated by Gustave Dore + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: The Vision of Purgatory, Part 4 + Translated By The Rev. H. F. Cary, Illustrated by Gustave Dore + +Author: Dante Alighieri + +Release Date: August 5, 2004 [EBook #8793] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE VISION OF PURGATORY, PART 4 *** + + + + +Produced by David Widger + + + + + +THE VISION + +OF + +HELL, PURGATORY, AND PARADISE + +BY DANTE ALIGHIERI + + +TRANSLATED BY + +THE REV. H. F. CARY + + + + +PURGATORY + +Part 4 + +Cantos 19 - 25 + + + + +CANTO XIX + +It was the hour, when of diurnal heat +No reliques chafe the cold beams of the moon, +O'erpower'd by earth, or planetary sway +Of Saturn; and the geomancer sees +His Greater Fortune up the east ascend, +Where gray dawn checkers first the shadowy cone; +When 'fore me in my dream a woman's shape +There came, with lips that stammer'd, eyes aslant, +Distorted feet, hands maim'd, and colour pale. + +I look'd upon her; and as sunshine cheers +Limbs numb'd by nightly cold, e'en thus my look +Unloos'd her tongue, next in brief space her form +Decrepit rais'd erect, and faded face +With love's own hue illum'd. Recov'ring speech +She forthwith warbling such a strain began, +That I, how loth soe'er, could scarce have held +Attention from the song. "I," thus she sang, +"I am the Siren, she, whom mariners +On the wide sea are wilder'd when they hear: +Such fulness of delight the list'ner feels. +I from his course Ulysses by my lay +Enchanted drew. Whoe'er frequents me once +Parts seldom; so I charm him, and his heart +Contented knows no void." Or ere her mouth +Was clos'd, to shame her at her side appear'd +A dame of semblance holy. With stern voice +She utter'd; "Say, O Virgil, who is this?" +Which hearing, he approach'd, with eyes still bent +Toward that goodly presence: th' other seiz'd her, +And, her robes tearing, open'd her before, +And show'd the belly to me, whence a smell, +Exhaling loathsome, wak'd me. Round I turn'd +Mine eyes, and thus the teacher: "At the least +Three times my voice hath call'd thee. Rise, begone. +Let us the opening find where thou mayst pass." + +I straightway rose. Now day, pour'd down from high, +Fill'd all the circuits of the sacred mount; +And, as we journey'd, on our shoulder smote +The early ray. I follow'd, stooping low +My forehead, as a man, o'ercharg'd with thought, +Who bends him to the likeness of an arch, +That midway spans the flood; when thus I heard, +"Come, enter here," in tone so soft and mild, +As never met the ear on mortal strand. + +With swan-like wings dispread and pointing up, +Who thus had spoken marshal'd us along, +Where each side of the solid masonry +The sloping, walls retir'd; then mov'd his plumes, +And fanning us, affirm'd that those, who mourn, +Are blessed, for that comfort shall be theirs. + +"What aileth thee, that still thou look'st to earth?" +Began my leader; while th' angelic shape +A little over us his station took. + +"New vision," I replied, "hath rais'd in me +Surmisings strange and anxious doubts, whereon +My soul intent allows no other thought +Or room or entrance."--"Hast thou seen," said he, +"That old enchantress, her, whose wiles alone +The spirits o'er us weep for? Hast thou seen +How man may free him of her bonds? Enough. +Let thy heels spurn the earth, and thy rais'd ken +Fix on the lure, which heav'n's eternal King +Whirls in the rolling spheres." As on his feet +The falcon first looks down, then to the sky +Turns, and forth stretches eager for the food, +That woos him thither; so the call I heard, +So onward, far as the dividing rock +Gave way, I journey'd, till the plain was reach'd. + +On the fifth circle when I stood at large, +A race appear'd before me, on the ground +All downward lying prone and weeping sore. +"My soul hath cleaved to the dust," I heard +With sighs so deep, they well nigh choak'd the words. +"O ye elect of God, whose penal woes +Both hope and justice mitigate, direct +Tow'rds the steep rising our uncertain way." + +"If ye approach secure from this our doom, +Prostration--and would urge your course with speed, +See that ye still to rightward keep the brink." + +So them the bard besought; and such the words, +Beyond us some short space, in answer came. + +I noted what remain'd yet hidden from them: +Thence to my liege's eyes mine eyes I bent, +And he, forthwith interpreting their suit, +Beckon'd his glad assent. Free then to act, +As pleas'd me, I drew near, and took my stand +O`er that shade, whose words I late had mark'd. +And, "Spirit!" I said, "in whom repentant tears +Mature that blessed hour, when thou with God +Shalt find acceptance, for a while suspend +For me that mightier care. Say who thou wast, +Why thus ye grovel on your bellies prone, +And if in aught ye wish my service there, +Whence living I am come." He answering spake +"The cause why Heav'n our back toward his cope +Reverses, shalt thou know: but me know first +The successor of Peter, and the name +And title of my lineage from that stream, +That' twixt Chiaveri and Siestri draws +His limpid waters through the lowly glen. +A month and little more by proof I learnt, +With what a weight that robe of sov'reignty +Upon his shoulder rests, who from the mire +Would guard it: that each other fardel seems +But feathers in the balance. Late, alas! +Was my conversion: but when I became +Rome's pastor, I discern'd at once the dream +And cozenage of life, saw that the heart +Rested not there, and yet no prouder height +Lur'd on the climber: wherefore, of that life +No more enamour'd, in my bosom love +Of purer being kindled. For till then +I was a soul in misery, alienate +From God, and covetous of all earthly things; +Now, as thou seest, here punish'd for my doting. +Such cleansing from the taint of avarice +Do spirits converted need. This mount inflicts +No direr penalty. E'en as our eyes +Fasten'd below, nor e'er to loftier clime +Were lifted, thus hath justice level'd us +Here on the earth. As avarice quench'd our love +Of good, without which is no working, thus +Here justice holds us prison'd, hand and foot +Chain'd down and bound, while heaven's just Lord shall please. +So long to tarry motionless outstretch'd." + +My knees I stoop'd, and would have spoke; but he, +Ere my beginning, by his ear perceiv'd +I did him reverence; and "What cause," said he, +"Hath bow'd thee thus!"--"Compunction," I rejoin'd. +"And inward awe of your high dignity." + +"Up," he exclaim'd, "brother! upon thy feet +Arise: err not: thy fellow servant I, +(Thine and all others') of one Sovran Power. +If thou hast ever mark'd those holy sounds +Of gospel truth, 'nor shall be given ill marriage,' +Thou mayst discern the reasons of my speech. +Go thy ways now; and linger here no more. +Thy tarrying is a let unto the tears, +With which I hasten that whereof thou spak'st. +I have on earth a kinswoman; her name +Alagia, worthy in herself, so ill +Example of our house corrupt her not: +And she is all remaineth of me there." + + + + +CANTO XX + +Ill strives the will, 'gainst will more wise that strives +His pleasure therefore to mine own preferr'd, +I drew the sponge yet thirsty from the wave. + +Onward I mov'd: he also onward mov'd, +Who led me, coasting still, wherever place +Along the rock was vacant, as a man +Walks near the battlements on narrow wall. +For those on th' other part, who drop by drop +Wring out their all-infecting malady, +Too closely press the verge. Accurst be thou! +Inveterate wolf! whose gorge ingluts more prey, +Than every beast beside, yet is not fill'd! +So bottomless thy maw!--Ye spheres of heaven! +To whom there are, as seems, who attribute +All change in mortal state, when is the day +Of his appearing, for whom fate reserves +To chase her hence?--With wary steps and slow +We pass'd; and I attentive to the shades, +Whom piteously I heard lament and wail; + +And, 'midst the wailing, one before us heard +Cry out "O blessed Virgin!" as a dame +In the sharp pangs of childbed; and "How poor +Thou wast," it added, "witness that low roof +Where thou didst lay thy sacred burden down. +O good Fabricius! thou didst virtue choose +With poverty, before great wealth with vice." + +The words so pleas'd me, that desire to know +The spirit, from whose lip they seem'd to come, +Did draw me onward. Yet it spake the gift +Of Nicholas, which on the maidens he +Bounteous bestow'd, to save their youthful prime +Unblemish'd. "Spirit! who dost speak of deeds +So worthy, tell me who thou was," I said, +"And why thou dost with single voice renew +Memorial of such praise. That boon vouchsaf'd +Haply shall meet reward; if I return +To finish the Short pilgrimage of life, +Still speeding to its close on restless wing." + +"I," answer'd he, "will tell thee, not for hell, +Which thence I look for; but that in thyself +Grace so exceeding shines, before thy time +Of mortal dissolution. I was root +Of that ill plant, whose shade such poison sheds +O'er all the Christian land, that seldom thence +Good fruit is gather'd. Vengeance soon should come, +Had Ghent and Douay, Lille and Bruges power; +And vengeance I of heav'n's great Judge implore. +Hugh Capet was I high: from me descend +The Philips and the Louis, of whom France +Newly is govern'd; born of one, who ply'd +The slaughterer's trade at Paris. When the race +Of ancient kings had vanish'd (all save one +Wrapt up in sable weeds) within my gripe +I found the reins of empire, and such powers +Of new acquirement, with full store of friends, +That soon the widow'd circlet of the crown +Was girt upon the temples of my son, +He, from whose bones th' anointed race begins. +Till the great dower of Provence had remov'd +The stains, that yet obscur'd our lowly blood, +Its sway indeed was narrow, but howe'er +It wrought no evil: there, with force and lies, +Began its rapine; after, for amends, +Poitou it seiz'd, Navarre and Gascony. +To Italy came Charles, and for amends +Young Conradine an innocent victim slew, +And sent th' angelic teacher back to heav'n, +Still for amends. I see the time at hand, +That forth from France invites another Charles +To make himself and kindred better known. +Unarm'd he issues, saving with that lance, +Which the arch-traitor tilted with; and that +He carries with so home a thrust, as rives +The bowels of poor Florence. No increase +Of territory hence, but sin and shame +Shall be his guerdon, and so much the more +As he more lightly deems of such foul wrong. +I see the other, who a prisoner late +Had steps on shore, exposing to the mart +His daughter, whom he bargains for, as do +The Corsairs for their slaves. O avarice! +What canst thou more, who hast subdued our blood +So wholly to thyself, they feel no care +Of their own flesh? To hide with direr guilt +Past ill and future, lo! the flower-de-luce +Enters Alagna! in his Vicar Christ +Himself a captive, and his mockery +Acted again! Lo! to his holy lip +The vinegar and gall once more applied! +And he 'twixt living robbers doom'd to bleed! +Lo! the new Pilate, of whose cruelty +Such violence cannot fill the measure up, +With no degree to sanction, pushes on +Into the temple his yet eager sails! + +"O sovran Master! when shall I rejoice +To see the vengeance, which thy wrath well-pleas'd +In secret silence broods?--While daylight lasts, +So long what thou didst hear of her, sole spouse +Of the Great Spirit, and on which thou turn'dst +To me for comment, is the general theme +Of all our prayers: but when it darkens, then +A different strain we utter, then record +Pygmalion, whom his gluttonous thirst of gold +Made traitor, robber, parricide: the woes +Of Midas, which his greedy wish ensued, +Mark'd for derision to all future times: +And the fond Achan, how he stole the prey, +That yet he seems by Joshua's ire pursued. +Sapphira with her husband next, we blame; +And praise the forefeet, that with furious ramp +Spurn'd Heliodorus. All the mountain round +Rings with the infamy of Thracia's king, +Who slew his Phrygian charge: and last a shout +Ascends: "Declare, O Crassus! for thou know'st, +The flavour of thy gold." The voice of each +Now high now low, as each his impulse prompts, +Is led through many a pitch, acute or grave. +Therefore, not singly, I erewhile rehears'd +That blessedness we tell of in the day: +But near me none beside his accent rais'd." + +From him we now had parted, and essay'd +With utmost efforts to surmount the way, +When I did feel, as nodding to its fall, +The mountain tremble; whence an icy chill +Seiz'd on me, as on one to death convey'd. +So shook not Delos, when Latona there +Couch'd to bring forth the twin-born eyes of heaven. + +Forthwith from every side a shout arose +So vehement, that suddenly my guide +Drew near, and cried: "Doubt not, while I conduct thee." +"Glory!" all shouted (such the sounds mine ear +Gather'd from those, who near me swell'd the sounds) +"Glory in the highest be to God." We stood +Immovably suspended, like to those, +The shepherds, who first heard in Bethlehem's field +That song: till ceas'd the trembling, and the song +Was ended: then our hallow'd path resum'd, +Eying the prostrate shadows, who renew'd +Their custom'd mourning. Never in my breast +Did ignorance so struggle with desire +Of knowledge, if my memory do not err, +As in that moment; nor through haste dar'd I +To question, nor myself could aught discern, +So on I far'd in thoughtfulness and dread. + + + + +CANTO XXI + +The natural thirst, ne'er quench'd but from the well, +Whereof the woman of Samaria crav'd, +Excited: haste along the cumber'd path, +After my guide, impell'd; and pity mov'd +My bosom for the 'vengeful deed, though just. +When lo! even as Luke relates, that Christ +Appear'd unto the two upon their way, +New-risen from his vaulted grave; to us +A shade appear'd, and after us approach'd, +Contemplating the crowd beneath its feet. +We were not ware of it; so first it spake, +Saying, "God give you peace, my brethren!" then +Sudden we turn'd: and Virgil such salute, +As fitted that kind greeting, gave, and cried: +"Peace in the blessed council be thy lot +Awarded by that righteous court, which me +To everlasting banishment exiles!" + +"How!" he exclaim'd, nor from his speed meanwhile +Desisting, "If that ye be spirits, whom God +Vouchsafes not room above, who up the height +Has been thus far your guide?" To whom the bard: +"If thou observe the tokens, which this man +Trac'd by the finger of the angel bears, +'Tis plain that in the kingdom of the just +He needs must share. But sithence she, whose wheel +Spins day and night, for him not yet had drawn +That yarn, which, on the fatal distaff pil'd, +Clotho apportions to each wight that breathes, +His soul, that sister is to mine and thine, +Not of herself could mount, for not like ours +Her ken: whence I, from forth the ample gulf +Of hell was ta'en, to lead him, and will lead +Far as my lore avails. But, if thou know, +Instruct us for what cause, the mount erewhile +Thus shook and trembled: wherefore all at once +Seem'd shouting, even from his wave-wash'd foot." + +That questioning so tallied with my wish, +The thirst did feel abatement of its edge +E'en from expectance. He forthwith replied, +"In its devotion nought irregular +This mount can witness, or by punctual rule +Unsanction'd; here from every change exempt. +Other than that, which heaven in itself +Doth of itself receive, no influence +Can reach us. Tempest none, shower, hail or snow, +Hoar frost or dewy moistness, higher falls +Than that brief scale of threefold steps: thick clouds +Nor scudding rack are ever seen: swift glance +Ne'er lightens, nor Thaumantian Iris gleams, +That yonder often shift on each side heav'n. +Vapour adust doth never mount above +The highest of the trinal stairs, whereon +Peter's vicegerent stands. Lower perchance, +With various motion rock'd, trembles the soil: +But here, through wind in earth's deep hollow pent, +I know not how, yet never trembled: then +Trembles, when any spirit feels itself +So purified, that it may rise, or move +For rising, and such loud acclaim ensues. +Purification by the will alone +Is prov'd, that free to change society +Seizes the soul rejoicing in her will. +Desire of bliss is present from the first; +But strong propension hinders, to that wish +By the just ordinance of heav'n oppos'd; +Propension now as eager to fulfil +Th' allotted torment, as erewhile to sin. +And I who in this punishment had lain +Five hundred years and more, but now have felt +Free wish for happier clime. Therefore thou felt'st +The mountain tremble, and the spirits devout +Heard'st, over all his limits, utter praise +To that liege Lord, whom I entreat their joy +To hasten." Thus he spake: and since the draught +Is grateful ever as the thirst is keen, +No words may speak my fullness of content. + +"Now," said the instructor sage, "I see the net +That takes ye here, and how the toils are loos'd, +Why rocks the mountain and why ye rejoice. +Vouchsafe, that from thy lips I next may learn, +Who on the earth thou wast, and wherefore here +So many an age wert prostrate."--"In that time, +When the good Titus, with Heav'n's King to help, +Aveng'd those piteous gashes, whence the blood +By Judas sold did issue, with the name +Most lasting and most honour'd there was I +Abundantly renown'd," the shade reply'd, +"Not yet with faith endued. So passing sweet +My vocal Spirit, from Tolosa, Rome +To herself drew me, where I merited +A myrtle garland to inwreathe my brow. +Statius they name me still. Of Thebes I sang, +And next of great Achilles: but i' th' way +Fell with the second burthen. Of my flame +Those sparkles were the seeds, which I deriv'd +From the bright fountain of celestial fire +That feeds unnumber'd lamps, the song I mean +Which sounds Aeneas' wand'rings: that the breast +I hung at, that the nurse, from whom my veins +Drank inspiration: whose authority +Was ever sacred with me. To have liv'd +Coeval with the Mantuan, I would bide +The revolution of another sun +Beyond my stated years in banishment." + +The Mantuan, when he heard him, turn'd to me, +And holding silence: by his countenance +Enjoin'd me silence but the power which wills, +Bears not supreme control: laughter and tears +Follow so closely on the passion prompts them, +They wait not for the motions of the will +In natures most sincere. I did but smile, +As one who winks; and thereupon the shade +Broke off, and peer'd into mine eyes, where best +Our looks interpret. "So to good event +Mayst thou conduct such great emprize," he cried, +"Say, why across thy visage beam'd, but now, +The lightning of a smile!" On either part +Now am I straiten'd; one conjures me speak, +Th' other to silence binds me: whence a sigh +I utter, and the sigh is heard. "Speak on;" +The teacher cried; "and do not fear to speak, +But tell him what so earnestly he asks." +Whereon I thus: "Perchance, O ancient spirit! +Thou marvel'st at my smiling. There is room +For yet more wonder. He who guides my ken +On high, he is that Mantuan, led by whom +Thou didst presume of men and gods to sing. +If other cause thou deem'dst for which I smil'd, +Leave it as not the true one; and believe +Those words, thou spak'st of him, indeed the cause." + +Now down he bent t' embrace my teacher's feet; +But he forbade him: "Brother! do it not: +Thou art a shadow, and behold'st a shade." +He rising answer'd thus: "Now hast thou prov'd +The force and ardour of the love I bear thee, +When I forget we are but things of air, +And as a substance treat an empty shade." + + + + +CANTO XXII + +Now we had left the angel, who had turn'd +To the sixth circle our ascending step, +One gash from off my forehead raz'd: while they, +Whose wishes tend to justice, shouted forth: +"Blessed!" and ended with, "I thirst:" and I, +More nimble than along the other straits, +So journey'd, that, without the sense of toil, +I follow'd upward the swift-footed shades; +When Virgil thus began: "Let its pure flame +From virtue flow, and love can never fail +To warm another's bosom' so the light +Shine manifestly forth. Hence from that hour, +When 'mongst us in the purlieus of the deep, +Came down the spirit of Aquinum's hard, +Who told of thine affection, my good will +Hath been for thee of quality as strong +As ever link'd itself to one not seen. +Therefore these stairs will now seem short to me. +But tell me: and if too secure I loose +The rein with a friend's license, as a friend +Forgive me, and speak now as with a friend: +How chanc'd it covetous desire could find +Place in that bosom, 'midst such ample store +Of wisdom, as thy zeal had treasur'd there?" + +First somewhat mov'd to laughter by his words, +Statius replied: "Each syllable of thine +Is a dear pledge of love. Things oft appear +That minister false matters to our doubts, +When their true causes are remov'd from sight. +Thy question doth assure me, thou believ'st +I was on earth a covetous man, perhaps +Because thou found'st me in that circle plac'd. +Know then I was too wide of avarice: +And e'en for that excess, thousands of moons +Have wax'd and wan'd upon my sufferings. +And were it not that I with heedful care +Noted where thou exclaim'st as if in ire +With human nature, 'Why, thou cursed thirst +Of gold! dost not with juster measure guide +The appetite of mortals?' I had met +The fierce encounter of the voluble rock. +Then was I ware that with too ample wing +The hands may haste to lavishment, and turn'd, +As from my other evil, so from this +In penitence. How many from their grave +Shall with shorn locks arise, who living, aye +And at life's last extreme, of this offence, +Through ignorance, did not repent. And know, +The fault which lies direct from any sin +In level opposition, here With that +Wastes its green rankness on one common heap. +Therefore if I have been with those, who wail +Their avarice, to cleanse me, through reverse +Of their transgression, such hath been my lot." + +To whom the sovran of the pastoral song: +"While thou didst sing that cruel warfare wag'd +By the twin sorrow of Jocasta's womb, +From thy discourse with Clio there, it seems +As faith had not been shine: without the which +Good deeds suffice not. And if so, what sun +Rose on thee, or what candle pierc'd the dark +That thou didst after see to hoist the sail, +And follow, where the fisherman had led?" + +He answering thus: "By thee conducted first, +I enter'd the Parnassian grots, and quaff'd +Of the clear spring; illumin'd first by thee +Open'd mine eyes to God. Thou didst, as one, +Who, journeying through the darkness, hears a light +Behind, that profits not himself, but makes +His followers wise, when thou exclaimedst, 'Lo! +A renovated world! Justice return'd! +Times of primeval innocence restor'd! +And a new race descended from above!' +Poet and Christian both to thee I owed. +That thou mayst mark more clearly what I trace, +My hand shall stretch forth to inform the lines +With livelier colouring. Soon o'er all the world, +By messengers from heav'n, the true belief +Teem'd now prolific, and that word of thine +Accordant, to the new instructors chim'd. +Induc'd by which agreement, I was wont +Resort to them; and soon their sanctity +So won upon me, that, Domitian's rage +Pursuing them, I mix'd my tears with theirs, +And, while on earth I stay'd, still succour'd them; +And their most righteous customs made me scorn +All sects besides. Before I led the Greeks +In tuneful fiction, to the streams of Thebes, +I was baptiz'd; but secretly, through fear, +Remain'd a Christian, and conform'd long time +To Pagan rites. Five centuries and more, +T for that lukewarmness was fain to pace +Round the fourth circle. Thou then, who hast rais'd +The covering, which did hide such blessing from me, +Whilst much of this ascent is yet to climb, +Say, if thou know, where our old Terence bides, +Caecilius, Plautus, Varro: if condemn'd +They dwell, and in what province of the deep." +"These," said my guide, "with Persius and myself, +And others many more, are with that Greek, +Of mortals, the most cherish'd by the Nine, +In the first ward of darkness. There ofttimes +We of that mount hold converse, on whose top +For aye our nurses live. We have the bard +Of Pella, and the Teian, Agatho, +Simonides, and many a Grecian else +Ingarlanded with laurel. Of thy train +Antigone is there, Deiphile, +Argia, and as sorrowful as erst +Ismene, and who show'd Langia's wave: +Deidamia with her sisters there, +And blind Tiresias' daughter, and the bride +Sea-born of Peleus." Either poet now +Was silent, and no longer by th' ascent +Or the steep walls obstructed, round them cast +Inquiring eyes. Four handmaids of the day +Had finish'd now their office, and the fifth +Was at the chariot-beam, directing still +Its balmy point aloof, when thus my guide: +"Methinks, it well behooves us to the brink +Bend the right shoulder' circuiting the mount, +As we have ever us'd." So custom there +Was usher to the road, the which we chose +Less doubtful, as that worthy shade complied. + +They on before me went; I sole pursued, +List'ning their speech, that to my thoughts convey'd +Mysterious lessons of sweet poesy. +But soon they ceas'd; for midway of the road +A tree we found, with goodly fruitage hung, +And pleasant to the smell: and as a fir +Upward from bough to bough less ample spreads, +So downward this less ample spread, that none. +Methinks, aloft may climb. Upon the side, +That clos'd our path, a liquid crystal fell +From the steep rock, and through the sprays above +Stream'd showering. With associate step the bards +Drew near the plant; and from amidst the leaves +A voice was heard: "Ye shall be chary of me;" +And after added: "Mary took more thought +For joy and honour of the nuptial feast, +Than for herself who answers now for you. +The women of old Rome were satisfied +With water for their beverage. Daniel fed +On pulse, and wisdom gain'd. The primal age +Was beautiful as gold; and hunger then +Made acorns tasteful, thirst each rivulet +Run nectar. Honey and locusts were the food, +Whereon the Baptist in the wilderness +Fed, and that eminence of glory reach'd +And greatness, which the' Evangelist records." + + + + +CANTO XXIII + +On the green leaf mine eyes were fix'd, like his +Who throws away his days in idle chase +Of the diminutive, when thus I heard +The more than father warn me: "Son! our time +Asks thriftier using. Linger not: away." + +Thereat my face and steps at once I turn'd +Toward the sages, by whose converse cheer'd +I journey'd on, and felt no toil: and lo! +A sound of weeping and a song: "My lips, +O Lord!" and these so mingled, it gave birth +To pleasure and to pain. "O Sire, belov'd! +Say what is this I hear?" Thus I inquir'd. + +"Spirits," said he, "who as they go, perchance, +Their debt of duty pay." As on their road +The thoughtful pilgrims, overtaking some +Not known unto them, turn to them, and look, +But stay not; thus, approaching from behind +With speedier motion, eyed us, as they pass'd, +A crowd of spirits, silent and devout. +The eyes of each were dark and hollow: pale +Their visage, and so lean withal, the bones +Stood staring thro' the skin. I do not think +Thus dry and meagre Erisicthon show'd, +When pinc'ed by sharp-set famine to the quick. + +"Lo!" to myself I mus'd, "the race, who lost +Jerusalem, when Mary with dire beak +Prey'd on her child." The sockets seem'd as rings, +From which the gems were drops. Who reads the name +Of man upon his forehead, there the M +Had trac'd most plainly. Who would deem, that scent +Of water and an apple, could have prov'd +Powerful to generate such pining want, +Not knowing how it wrought? While now I stood +Wond'ring what thus could waste them (for the cause +Of their gaunt hollowness and scaly rind +Appear'd not) lo! a spirit turn'd his eyes +In their deep-sunken cell, and fasten'd then +On me, then cried with vehemence aloud: +"What grace is this vouchsaf'd me?" By his looks +I ne'er had recogniz'd him: but the voice +Brought to my knowledge what his cheer conceal'd. +Remembrance of his alter'd lineaments +Was kindled from that spark; and I agniz'd +The visage of Forese. "Ah! respect +This wan and leprous wither'd skin," thus he +Suppliant implor'd, "this macerated flesh. +Speak to me truly of thyself. And who +Are those twain spirits, that escort thee there? +Be it not said thou Scorn'st to talk with me." + +"That face of thine," I answer'd him, "which dead +I once bewail'd, disposes me not less +For weeping, when I see It thus transform'd. +Say then, by Heav'n, what blasts ye thus? The whilst +I wonder, ask not Speech from me: unapt +Is he to speak, whom other will employs." + +He thus: "The water and tee plant we pass'd, +Virtue possesses, by th' eternal will +Infus'd, the which so pines me. Every spirit, +Whose song bewails his gluttony indulg'd +Too grossly, here in hunger and in thirst +Is purified. The odour, which the fruit, +And spray, that showers upon the verdure, breathe, +Inflames us with desire to feed and drink. +Nor once alone encompassing our route +We come to add fresh fuel to the pain: +Pain, said Iolace rather: for that will +To the tree leads us, by which Christ was led +To call Elias, joyful when he paid +Our ransom from his vein." I answering thus: +"Forese! from that day, in which the world +For better life thou changedst, not five years +Have circled. If the power of sinning more +Were first concluded in thee, ere thou knew'st +That kindly grief, which re-espouses us +To God, how hither art thou come so soon? +I thought to find thee lower, there, where time +Is recompense for time." He straight replied: +"To drink up the sweet wormwood of affliction +I have been brought thus early by the tears +Stream'd down my Nella's cheeks. Her prayers devout, +Her sighs have drawn me from the coast, where oft +Expectance lingers, and have set me free +From th' other circles. In the sight of God +So much the dearer is my widow priz'd, +She whom I lov'd so fondly, as she ranks +More singly eminent for virtuous deeds. +The tract most barb'rous of Sardinia's isle, +Hath dames more chaste and modester by far +Than that wherein I left her. O sweet brother! +What wouldst thou have me say? A time to come +Stands full within my view, to which this hour +Shall not be counted of an ancient date, +When from the pulpit shall be loudly warn'd +Th' unblushing dames of Florence, lest they bare +Unkerchief'd bosoms to the common gaze. +What savage women hath the world e'er seen, +What Saracens, for whom there needed scourge +Of spiritual or other discipline, +To force them walk with cov'ring on their limbs! +But did they see, the shameless ones, that Heav'n +Wafts on swift wing toward them, while I speak, +Their mouths were op'd for howling: they shall taste +Of Borrow (unless foresight cheat me here) +Or ere the cheek of him be cloth'd with down +Who is now rock'd with lullaby asleep. +Ah! now, my brother, hide thyself no more, +Thou seest how not I alone but all +Gaze, where thou veil'st the intercepted sun." + +Whence I replied: "If thou recall to mind +What we were once together, even yet +Remembrance of those days may grieve thee sore. +That I forsook that life, was due to him +Who there precedes me, some few evenings past, +When she was round, who shines with sister lamp +To his, that glisters yonder," and I show'd +The sun. "Tis he, who through profoundest night +Of he true dead has brought me, with this flesh +As true, that follows. From that gloom the aid +Of his sure comfort drew me on to climb, +And climbing wind along this mountain-steep, +Which rectifies in you whate'er the world +Made crooked and deprav'd I have his word, +That he will bear me company as far +As till I come where Beatrice dwells: +But there must leave me. Virgil is that spirit, +Who thus hath promis'd," and I pointed to him; +"The other is that shade, for whom so late +Your realm, as he arose, exulting shook +Through every pendent cliff and rocky bound." + + + + +CANTO XXIV + +Our journey was not slacken'd by our talk, +Nor yet our talk by journeying. Still we spake, +And urg'd our travel stoutly, like a ship +When the wind sits astern. The shadowy forms, + +That seem'd things dead and dead again, drew in +At their deep-delved orbs rare wonder of me, +Perceiving I had life; and I my words +Continued, and thus spake; "He journeys up +Perhaps more tardily then else he would, +For others' sake. But tell me, if thou know'st, +Where is Piccarda? Tell me, if I see +Any of mark, among this multitude, +Who eye me thus."--"My sister (she for whom, +'Twixt beautiful and good I cannot say +Which name was fitter ) wears e'en now her crown, +And triumphs in Olympus." Saying this, +He added: "Since spare diet hath so worn +Our semblance out, 't is lawful here to name +Each one. This," and his finger then he rais'd, +"Is Buonaggiuna,--Buonaggiuna, he +Of Lucca: and that face beyond him, pierc'd +Unto a leaner fineness than the rest, +Had keeping of the church: he was of Tours, +And purges by wan abstinence away +Bolsena's eels and cups of muscadel." + +He show'd me many others, one by one, +And all, as they were nam'd, seem'd well content; +For no dark gesture I discern'd in any. +I saw through hunger Ubaldino grind +His teeth on emptiness; and Boniface, +That wav'd the crozier o'er a num'rous flock. +I saw the Marquis, who tad time erewhile +To swill at Forli with less drought, yet so +Was one ne'er sated. I howe'er, like him, +That gazing 'midst a crowd, singles out one, +So singled him of Lucca; for methought +Was none amongst them took such note of me. +Somewhat I heard him whisper of Gentucca: +The sound was indistinct, and murmur'd there, +Where justice, that so strips them, fix'd her sting. + +"Spirit!" said I, "it seems as thou wouldst fain +Speak with me. Let me hear thee. Mutual wish +To converse prompts, which let us both indulge." + +He, answ'ring, straight began: "Woman is born, +Whose brow no wimple shades yet, that shall make +My city please thee, blame it as they may. +Go then with this forewarning. If aught false +My whisper too implied, th' event shall tell +But say, if of a truth I see the man +Of that new lay th' inventor, which begins +With 'Ladies, ye that con the lore of love'." + +To whom I thus: "Count of me but as one +Who am the scribe of love; that, when he breathes, +Take up my pen, and, as he dictates, write." + +"Brother!" said he, "the hind'rance which once held +The notary with Guittone and myself, +Short of that new and sweeter style I hear, +Is now disclos'd. I see how ye your plumes +Stretch, as th' inditer guides them; which, no question, +Ours did not. He that seeks a grace beyond, +Sees not the distance parts one style from other." +And, as contented, here he held his peace. + +Like as the bird, that winter near the Nile, +In squared regiment direct their course, +Then stretch themselves in file for speedier flight; +Thus all the tribe of spirits, as they turn'd +Their visage, faster deaf, nimble alike +Through leanness and desire. And as a man, +Tir'd With the motion of a trotting steed, +Slacks pace, and stays behind his company, +Till his o'erbreathed lungs keep temperate time; +E'en so Forese let that holy crew +Proceed, behind them lingering at my side, +And saying: "When shall I again behold thee?" + +"How long my life may last," said I, "I know not; +This know, how soon soever I return, +My wishes will before me have arriv'd. +Sithence the place, where I am set to live, +Is, day by day, more scoop'd of all its good, +And dismal ruin seems to threaten it." + +"Go now," he cried: "lo! he, whose guilt is most, +Passes before my vision, dragg'd at heels +Of an infuriate beast. Toward the vale, +Where guilt hath no redemption, on it speeds, +Each step increasing swiftness on the last; +Until a blow it strikes, that leaveth him +A corse most vilely shatter'd. No long space +Those wheels have yet to roll" (therewith his eyes +Look'd up to heav'n) "ere thou shalt plainly see +That which my words may not more plainly tell. +I quit thee: time is precious here: I lose +Too much, thus measuring my pace with shine." + +As from a troop of well-rank'd chivalry +One knight, more enterprising than the rest, +Pricks forth at gallop, eager to display +His prowess in the first encounter prov'd +So parted he from us with lengthen'd strides, +And left me on the way with those twain spirits, +Who were such mighty marshals of the world. + +When he beyond us had so fled mine eyes +No nearer reach'd him, than my thought his words, +The branches of another fruit, thick hung, +And blooming fresh, appear'd. E'en as our steps +Turn'd thither, not far off it rose to view. +Beneath it were a multitude, that rais'd +Their hands, and shouted forth I know not What +Unto the boughs; like greedy and fond brats, +That beg, and answer none obtain from him, +Of whom they beg; but more to draw them on, +He at arm's length the object of their wish +Above them holds aloft, and hides it not. + +At length, as undeceiv'd they went their way: +And we approach the tree, who vows and tears +Sue to in vain, the mighty tree. "Pass on, +And come not near. Stands higher up the wood, +Whereof Eve tasted, and from it was ta'en +'this plant." Such sounds from midst the thickets came. +Whence I, with either bard, close to the side +That rose, pass'd forth beyond. "Remember," next +We heard, "those noblest creatures of the clouds, +How they their twofold bosoms overgorg'd +Oppos'd in fight to Theseus: call to mind +The Hebrews, how effeminate they stoop'd +To ease their thirst; whence Gideon's ranks were thinn'd, +As he to Midian march'd adown the hills." + +Thus near one border coasting, still we heard +The sins of gluttony, with woe erewhile +Reguerdon'd. Then along the lonely path, +Once more at large, full thousand paces on +We travel'd, each contemplative and mute. + +"Why pensive journey thus ye three alone?" +Thus suddenly a voice exclaim'd: whereat +I shook, as doth a scar'd and paltry beast; +Then rais'd my head to look from whence it came. + +Was ne'er, in furnace, glass, or metal seen +So bright and glowing red, as was the shape +I now beheld. "If ye desire to mount," +He cried, "here must ye turn. This way he goes, +Who goes in quest of peace." His countenance +Had dazzled me; and to my guides I fac'd +Backward, like one who walks, as sound directs. + +As when, to harbinger the dawn, springs up +On freshen'd wing the air of May, and breathes +Of fragrance, all impregn'd with herb and flowers, +E'en such a wind I felt upon my front +Blow gently, and the moving of a wing +Perceiv'd, that moving shed ambrosial smell; +And then a voice: "Blessed are they, whom grace +Doth so illume, that appetite in them +Exhaleth no inordinate desire, +Still hung'ring as the rule of temperance wills." + + + + +CANTO XXV + +It was an hour, when he who climbs, had need +To walk uncrippled: for the sun had now +To Taurus the meridian circle left, +And to the Scorpion left the night. As one +That makes no pause, but presses on his road, +Whate'er betide him, if some urgent need +Impel: so enter'd we upon our way, +One before other; for, but singly, none +That steep and narrow scale admits to climb. + +E'en as the young stork lifteth up his wing +Through wish to fly, yet ventures not to quit +The nest, and drops it; so in me desire +Of questioning my guide arose, and fell, +Arriving even to the act, that marks +A man prepar'd for speech. Him all our haste +Restrain'd not, but thus spake the sire belov'd: +Fear not to speed the shaft, that on thy lip +Stands trembling for its flight. Encourag'd thus +I straight began: "How there can leanness come, +Where is no want of nourishment to feed?" + +"If thou," he answer'd, "hadst remember'd thee, +How Meleager with the wasting brand +Wasted alike, by equal fires consum'd, +This would not trouble thee: and hadst thou thought, +How in the mirror your reflected form +With mimic motion vibrates, what now seems +Hard, had appear'd no harder than the pulp +Of summer fruit mature. But that thy will +In certainty may find its full repose, +Lo Statius here! on him I call, and pray +That he would now be healer of thy wound." + +"If in thy presence I unfold to him +The secrets of heaven's vengeance, let me plead +Thine own injunction, to exculpate me." +So Statius answer'd, and forthwith began: +"Attend my words, O son, and in thy mind +Receive them: so shall they be light to clear +The doubt thou offer'st. Blood, concocted well, +Which by the thirsty veins is ne'er imbib'd, +And rests as food superfluous, to be ta'en +From the replenish'd table, in the heart +Derives effectual virtue, that informs +The several human limbs, as being that, +Which passes through the veins itself to make them. +Yet more concocted it descends, where shame +Forbids to mention: and from thence distils +In natural vessel on another's blood. +Then each unite together, one dispos'd +T' endure, to act the other, through meet frame +Of its recipient mould: that being reach'd, +It 'gins to work, coagulating first; +Then vivifies what its own substance caus'd +To bear. With animation now indued, +The active virtue (differing from a plant +No further, than that this is on the way +And at its limit that) continues yet +To operate, that now it moves, and feels, +As sea sponge clinging to the rock: and there +Assumes th' organic powers its seed convey'd. +'This is the period, son! at which the virtue, +That from the generating heart proceeds, +Is pliant and expansive; for each limb +Is in the heart by forgeful nature plann'd. +How babe of animal becomes, remains +For thy consid'ring. At this point, more wise, +Than thou hast err'd, making the soul disjoin'd +From passive intellect, because he saw +No organ for the latter's use assign'd. + +"Open thy bosom to the truth that comes. +Know soon as in the embryo, to the brain, +Articulation is complete, then turns +The primal Mover with a smile of joy +On such great work of nature, and imbreathes +New spirit replete with virtue, that what here +Active it finds, to its own substance draws, +And forms an individual soul, that lives, +And feels, and bends reflective on itself. +And that thou less mayst marvel at the word, +Mark the sun's heat, how that to wine doth change, +Mix'd with the moisture filter'd through the vine. + +"When Lachesis hath spun the thread, the soul +Takes with her both the human and divine, +Memory, intelligence, and will, in act +Far keener than before, the other powers +Inactive all and mute. No pause allow'd, +In wond'rous sort self-moving, to one strand +Of those, where the departed roam, she falls, +Here learns her destin'd path. Soon as the place +Receives her, round the plastic virtue beams, +Distinct as in the living limbs before: +And as the air, when saturate with showers, +The casual beam refracting, decks itself +With many a hue; so here the ambient air +Weareth that form, which influence of the soul +Imprints on it; and like the flame, that where +The fire moves, thither follows, so henceforth +The new form on the spirit follows still: +Hence hath it semblance, and is shadow call'd, +With each sense even to the sight endued: +Hence speech is ours, hence laughter, tears, and sighs +Which thou mayst oft have witness'd on the mount +Th' obedient shadow fails not to present +Whatever varying passion moves within us. +And this the cause of what thou marvel'st at." + +Now the last flexure of our way we reach'd, +And to the right hand turning, other care +Awaits us. Here the rocky precipice +Hurls forth redundant flames, and from the rim +A blast upblown, with forcible rebuff +Driveth them back, sequester'd from its bound. + +Behoov'd us, one by one, along the side, +That border'd on the void, to pass; and I +Fear'd on one hand the fire, on th' other fear'd +Headlong to fall: when thus th' instructor warn'd: +"Strict rein must in this place direct the eyes. +A little swerving and the way is lost." + +Then from the bosom of the burning mass, +"O God of mercy!" heard I sung; and felt +No less desire to turn. And when I saw +Spirits along the flame proceeding, I +Between their footsteps and mine own was fain +To share by turns my view. At the hymn's close +They shouted loud, "I do not know a man;" +Then in low voice again took up the strain, +Which once more ended, "To the wood," they cried, +"Ran Dian, and drave forth Callisto, stung +With Cytherea's poison:" then return'd +Unto their song; then marry a pair extoll'd, +Who liv'd in virtue chastely, and the bands +Of wedded love. Nor from that task, I ween, +Surcease they; whilesoe'er the scorching fire +Enclasps them. Of such skill appliance needs +To medicine the wound, that healeth last. + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's The Vision of Purgatory, Part 4, by Dante Alighieri +Translated By The Rev. H. F. 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