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not be from Casal nor Acquasparta,

       From whence come such unto the written word

       That one avoids it, and the other narrows.

      Bonaventura of Bagnoregio's life

       Am I, who always in great offices

       Postponed considerations sinister.

      Here are Illuminato and Agostino,

       Who of the first barefooted beggars were

       That with the cord the friends of God became.

      Hugh of Saint Victor is among them here,

       And Peter Mangiador, and Peter of Spain,

       Who down below in volumes twelve is shining;

      Nathan the seer, and metropolitan

       Chrysostom, and Anselmus, and Donatus

       Who deigned to lay his hand to the first art;

      Here is Rabanus, and beside me here

       Shines the Calabrian Abbot Joachim,

       He with the spirit of prophecy endowed.

      To celebrate so great a paladin

       Have moved me the impassioned courtesy

       And the discreet discourses of Friar Thomas,

      And with me they have moved this company."

      XIII. Of the Wisdom of Solomon. St. Thomas reproaches Dante's Judgement.

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      Let him imagine, who would well conceive

       What now I saw, and let him while I speak

       Retain the image as a steadfast rock,

      The fifteen stars, that in their divers regions

       The sky enliven with a light so great

       That it transcends all clusters of the air;

      Let him the Wain imagine unto which

       Our vault of heaven sufficeth night and day,

       So that in turning of its pole it fails not;

      Let him the mouth imagine of the horn

       That in the point beginneth of the axis

       Round about which the primal wheel revolves,—

      To have fashioned of themselves two signs in heaven,

       Like unto that which Minos' daughter made,

       The moment when she felt the frost of death;

      And one to have its rays within the other,

       And both to whirl themselves in such a manner

       That one should forward go, the other backward;

      And he will have some shadowing forth of that

       True constellation and the double dance

       That circled round the point at which I was;

      Because it is as much beyond our wont,

       As swifter than the motion of the Chiana

       Moveth the heaven that all the rest outspeeds.

      There sang they neither Bacchus, nor Apollo,

       But in the divine nature Persons three,

       And in one person the divine and human.

      The singing and the dance fulfilled their measure,

       And unto us those holy lights gave need,

       Growing in happiness from care to care.

      Then broke the silence of those saints concordant

       The light in which the admirable life

       Of God's own mendicant was told to me,

      And said: "Now that one straw is trodden out

       Now that its seed is garnered up already,

       Sweet love invites me to thresh out the other.

      Into that bosom, thou believest, whence

       Was drawn the rib to form the beauteous cheek

       Whose taste to all the world is costing dear,

      And into that which, by the lance transfixed,

       Before and since, such satisfaction made

       That it weighs down the balance of all sin,

      Whate'er of light it has to human nature

       Been lawful to possess was all infused

       By the same power that both of them created;

      And hence at what I said above dost wonder,

       When I narrated that no second had

       The good which in the fifth light is enclosed.

      Now ope thine eyes to what I answer thee,

       And thou shalt see thy creed and my discourse

       Fit in the truth as centre in a circle.

      That which can die, and that which dieth not,

       Are nothing but the splendour of the idea

       Which by his love our Lord brings into being;

      Because that living Light, which from its fount

       Effulgent flows, so that it disunites not

       From Him nor from the Love in them intrined,

      Through its own goodness reunites its rays

       In nine subsistences, as in a mirror,

       Itself eternally remaining One.

      Thence it descends to the last potencies,

       Downward from act to act becoming such

       That only brief contingencies it makes;

      And these contingencies I hold to be

       Things generated, which the heaven produces

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