THE DIVINE COMEDY: Inferno, Purgatorio & Paradiso (3 Classic Translations in One Edition). Dante Alighieri

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twice-gender'd: "Yea: for so

       The generation of the just are sav'd."

       And turning to the chariot-pole, to foot

       He drew it of the widow'd branch, and bound

       There left unto the stock whereon it grew.

       As when large floods of radiance from above

       Stream, with that radiance mingled, which ascends

       Next after setting of the scaly sign,

       Our plants then burgeon, and each wears anew

       His wonted colours, ere the sun have yok'd

       Beneath another star his flamy steeds;

       Thus putting forth a hue, more faint than rose,

       And deeper than the violet, was renew'd

       The plant, erewhile in all its branches bare.

       Unearthly was the hymn, which then arose.

       I understood it not, nor to the end

       Endur'd the harmony. Had I the skill

       To pencil forth, how clos'd th' unpitying eyes

       Slumb'ring, when Syrinx warbled, (eyes that paid

       So dearly for their watching,) then like painter,

       That with a model paints, I might design

       The manner of my falling into sleep.

       But feign who will the slumber cunningly;

       I pass it by to when I wak'd, and tell

       How suddenly a flash of splendour rent

       The curtain of my sleep, and one cries out:

       "Arise, what dost thou?" As the chosen three,

       On Tabor's mount, admitted to behold

       The blossoming of that fair tree, whose fruit

       Is coveted of angels, and doth make

       Perpetual feast in heaven, to themselves

       Returning at the word, whence deeper sleeps

       Were broken, that they their tribe diminish'd saw,

       Both Moses and Elias gone, and chang'd

       The stole their master wore: thus to myself

       Returning, over me beheld I stand

       The piteous one, who cross the stream had brought

       My steps. "And where," all doubting, I exclaim'd,

       "Is Beatrice?"—"See her," she replied,

       "Beneath the fresh leaf seated on its root.

       Behold th' associate choir that circles her.

       The others, with a melody more sweet

       And more profound, journeying to higher realms,

       Upon the Gryphon tend." If there her words

       Were clos'd, I know not; but mine eyes had now

       Ta'en view of her, by whom all other thoughts

       Were barr'd admittance. On the very ground

       Alone she sat, as she had there been left

       A guard upon the wain, which I beheld

       Bound to the twyform beast. The seven nymphs

       Did make themselves a cloister round about her,

       And in their hands upheld those lights secure

       From blast septentrion and the gusty south.

       "A little while thou shalt be forester here:

       And citizen shalt be forever with me,

       Of that true Rome, wherein Christ dwells a Roman

       To profit the misguided world, keep now

       Thine eyes upon the car; and what thou seest,

       Take heed thou write, returning to that place."

       Thus Beatrice: at whose feet inclin'd

       Devout, at her behest, my thought and eyes,

       I, as she bade, directed. Never fire,

       With so swift motion, forth a stormy cloud

       Leap'd downward from the welkin's farthest bound,

       As I beheld the bird of Jove descending

       Pounce on the tree, and, as he rush'd, the rind,

       Disparting crush beneath him, buds much more

       And leaflets. On the car with all his might

       He struck, whence, staggering like a ship, it reel'd,

       At random driv'n, to starboard now, o'ercome,

       And now to larboard, by the vaulting waves.

       Next springing up into the chariot's womb

       A fox I saw, with hunger seeming pin'd

       Of all good food. But, for his ugly sins

       The saintly maid rebuking him, away

       Scamp'ring he turn'd, fast as his hide-bound corpse

       Would bear him. Next, from whence before he came,

       I saw the eagle dart into the hull

       O' th' car, and leave it with his feathers lin'd;

       And then a voice, like that which issues forth

       From heart with sorrow riv'd, did issue forth

       From heav'n, and, "O poor bark of mine!" it cried,

       "How badly art thou freighted!" Then, it seem'd,

       That the earth open'd between either wheel,

       And I beheld a dragon issue thence,

       That through the chariot fix'd his forked train;

       And like a wasp that draggeth back the sting,

       So drawing forth his baleful train, he dragg'd

       Part of the bottom forth, and went his way

       Exulting. What remain'd, as lively turf

      

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