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

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'T would deem the praise, it yields him, scantly dealt."

       "Hosanna Sanctus Deus Sabaoth

       Superillustrans claritate tua

       Felices ignes horum malahoth!"

       Thus chanting saw I turn that substance bright

       With fourfold lustre to its orb again,

       Revolving; and the rest unto their dance

       With it mov'd also; and like swiftest sparks,

       In sudden distance from my sight were veil'd.

       Me doubt possess'd, and "Speak," it whisper'd me,

       "Speak, speak unto thy lady, that she quench

       Thy thirst with drops of sweetness." Yet blank awe,

       Which lords it o'er me, even at the sound

       Of Beatrice's name, did bow me down

       As one in slumber held. Not long that mood

       Beatrice suffer'd: she, with such a smile,

       As might have made one blest amid the flames,

       Beaming upon me, thus her words began:

       "Thou in thy thought art pond'ring (as I deem),

       And what I deem is truth how just revenge

       Could be with justice punish'd: from which doubt

       I soon will free thee; so thou mark my words;

       For they of weighty matter shall possess thee.

       "That man, who was unborn, himself condemn'd,

       And, in himself, all, who since him have liv'd,

       His offspring: whence, below, the human kind

       Lay sick in grievous error many an age;

       Until it pleas'd the Word of God to come

       Amongst them down, to his own person joining

       The nature, from its Maker far estrang'd,

       By the mere act of his eternal love.

       Contemplate here the wonder I unfold.

       The nature with its Maker thus conjoin'd,

       Created first was blameless, pure and good;

       But through itself alone was driven forth

       From Paradise, because it had eschew'd

       The way of truth and life, to evil turn'd.

       Ne'er then was penalty so just as that

       Inflicted by the cross, if thou regard

       The nature in assumption doom'd: ne'er wrong

       So great, in reference to him, who took

       Such nature on him, and endur'd the doom.

       God therefore and the Jews one sentence pleased:

       So different effects flow'd from one act,

       And heav'n was open'd, though the earth did quake.

       Count it not hard henceforth, when thou dost hear

       That a just vengeance was by righteous court

       Justly reveng'd. But yet I see thy mind

       By thought on thought arising sore perplex'd,

       And with how vehement desire it asks

       Solution of the maze. What I have heard,

       Is plain, thou sayst: but wherefore God this way

       For our redemption chose, eludes my search.

       "Brother! no eye of man not perfected,

       Nor fully ripen'd in the flame of love,

       May fathom this decree. It is a mark,

       In sooth, much aim'd at, and but little kenn'd:

       And I will therefore show thee why such way

       Was worthiest. The celestial love, that spume

       All envying in its bounty, in itself

       With such effulgence blazeth, as sends forth

       All beauteous things eternal. What distils

       Immediate thence, no end of being knows,

       Bearing its seal immutably impress'd.

       Whatever thence immediate falls, is free,

       Free wholly, uncontrollable by power

       Of each thing new: by such conformity

       More grateful to its author, whose bright beams,

       Though all partake their shining, yet in those

       Are liveliest, which resemble him the most.

       These tokens of pre-eminence on man

       Largely bestow'd, if any of them fail,

       He needs must forfeit his nobility,

       No longer stainless. Sin alone is that,

       Which doth disfranchise him, and make unlike

       To the chief good; for that its light in him

       Is darken'd. And to dignity thus lost

       Is no return; unless, where guilt makes void,

       He for ill pleasure pay with equal pain.

       Your nature, which entirely in its seed

       Trangress'd, from these distinctions fell, no less

       Than from its state in Paradise; nor means

       Found of recovery (search all methods out

       As strickly as thou may) save one of these,

       The only fords were left through which to wade,

       Either that God had of his courtesy

       Releas'd him merely, or else man himself

       For his own folly by himself aton'd.

       "Fix now thine eye, intently as thou canst,

      

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