Dante. An essay. To which is added a translation of De Monarchia.Dante Alighieri
Philosophy
Dante. An essay. To which is added a translation of De Monarchia.
Dante Alighieri
Church and state -- Early works to 1800; Dante Alighieri, 1265-1321; Italy -- Politics and government -- 476-1268
The third sense is called _moral_; that it is which readers
ought to go on noting carefully in writings, for their own
profit and that of their disciples: as in the Gospel it may
be noted, when Christ went up to the mountain to be
transfigured, that of the twelve Apostles, he took with him
only three; in which morally we may understand, that in the
most secret things we ought to have but few companions. The
fourth sort of meaning is called _anagogic_, that is, above
our sense; and this is when we spiritually interpret a
passage, which even in its literal meaning, by means of the
things signified, expresses the heavenly things of
everlasting glory: as may be seen in that song of the
Prophet, which says, that in the coming out of the people of
Israel from Egypt, Judah was made holy and free; which
although it is manifestly true according to the letter, is
not less true as spiritually understood; that is, that when
the soul comes out of sin, it is made holy and free, in its
own power.[86]
[Footnote 86: _Convito_, Tr. 2, c. 1.]
With this passage before us there can be no doubt of the meaning,
however veiled, of those beautiful lines, already referred to, in
which Virgil, after having conducted the poet up the steeps of
Purgatory, where his sins have been one by one cancelled by the
ministering angels, finally takes leave of him, and bids him wait for
Beatrice, on the skirts of the earthly Paradise:
Come la scala tutta sotto noi
Fu corsa e fummo in su 'l grado superno,
In me ficcò Virgilio gli occhi suoi,
E disse: "Il temporal fuoco, e l'eterno
Veduto hai, figlio, e se' venuto in parte
Ov'io per me più oltre non discerno.
Tratto t'ho qui con ingegno e con arte:
Lo tuo piacere omai prendi per duce;
Fuor se' dell'erte vie, fuor se' dell'arte.
Vedi il sole che 'n fronte ti riluce:
Vedi l'erbetta, i fiori, e gli arboscelli
Che quella terra sol da sè produce.
Mentre che vegnon lieti gli occhi belli
Che lagrimando a te venir mi fenno,
Seder ti puoi e puoi andar tra elli.
Non aspettar mio dir più nè mio cenno:
Libero, dritto, sano è tuo arbitrio,
E fallo fora non fare a suo senno:--
Perch'io te sopra te corono e mitrio."[87]
[Footnote 87:
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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