Equally swiftly and unconsciously, Dante ascends to the successive
heavens of Venus, the sun, Mars, Jupiter, and Saturn, finding himself
always in the planet which occupies each sphere. Mounting the
mysterious golden ladder which is set up in Saturn, with a rapidity
inconceivable on earth, the poet finds himself in the Heaven of Stars,
in the constellation of Gemini. Now that he is so near the final
blessedness his eyes are clear and keen, and that his heart may be
filled with joy Beatrice bids him look down and see how much of the
universe is already beneath his feet. There lie the seven spheres, and
there is the little globe of Earth, so small that, like Scipio, he
smiles at its paltry appearance; there is the moon, showing him the
face turned away from Earth, which has no dark markings: there is the
sun, at which for once he is able to gaze; and near it circle Mercury
and Venus; the temperate Jupiter moves between his father Saturn and
his son Mars; with a new power of vision Dante can grasp all their
sizes and distances and the various speeds of their movements; and
the poor little disc of the earth, small and round as a threshing
floor,[499] about which we quarrel so fiercely, is all visible to him
at a glance, its highest hills and its lowest river-valleys running
down to the sea. He turns away his eyes to look into the beautiful eyes
of his guide. She is standing, erect, intent, watching eagerly for that
glorious Procession, whose coming is making a growing brightness in the
sky.
[499] Longfellow says:—“Looking down from the terrace of Monte Cassino
upon the circular threshing-floor of stone in a farm lying below, I
first felt the aptness of Dante’s phrase. This very scene may have
suggested it to him.”
“La donna mia si stava eretta
Ed attenta, rivolta inver la plaga
Sotto la quale il sol mostra men fretta.”[500]
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[500]
“So my lady stood, erect
and intent, turned towards that place
under which the sun shows least haste.”
_Par._ xxiii. 10-12.
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