The Divine Comedy, Volume 3, Paradise — John Shaqi
The Divine Comedy, Volume 3, ParadiseDante Alighieri
Philosophy
The Divine Comedy, Volume 3, Paradise
Dante Alighieri
Epic poetry, Italian -- Translations into English; Italian poetry -- To 1400 -- Translations into English
That I was more uplifted I perceived clearly by the fiery smile of the
star, which seemed to me ruddier than its wont. With all my heart and
with that speech which is one in all men,[2] I made to God a holocaust
such as was befitting to the new grace; and the ardor of the sacrifice
was not yet exhausted in my breast when I knew that offering had been
accepted and propitious; for with such great glow and such great
ruddiness splendors appeared to me within two rays, that I said, “O
Helios,[3] who dost so array them!”
[1] To a higher grade of blessedness, that of the Fifth Heaven.
[2] The unuttered voice of the soul.
[3] Whether Dante forms this word from the Hebrew Eli (my God), or
adopts the Greek {Greek here} (sun), is uncertain.
Even as, marked out by less and greater lights, the Galaxy so whitens
between the poles of the world that it indeed makes the wise to
doubt,[1] thus, constellated in the depth of Mars, those rays made the
venerable sign which joinings of quadrants in a circle make. Here my
memory overcomes my genius, for that Cross was flashing forth Christ,
so that I know not to find worthy comparison. But be who takes his
cross and follows Christ will yet excuse me for that which I omit, when
in that brightness he beholds Christ gleaming.
[1] “Concerning the GaJaxy philosophers have held different
opinions.”—Convito, 115.
From horn to horn[1] and between the top and the base lights were
moving, brightly scintillating as they met together and in their
passing by. Thus here[2] are seen, straight and athwart, swift and
slow, changing appearance, the atoms of bodies, long and short, moving
through the sunbeam, wherewith sometimes the shade is striped which
people contrive with skill and art for their protection. And as a viol
or harp, strung in harmony of many strings, makes a sweet tinkling to
one by whom the tune is not caught, thus from the lights which there
appeared to me a melody was gathered through the Cross, which rapt me
without understanding of the hymn. Truly was I aware that it was of
holy praise, because there came to me “Arise and conquer!” as unto one
who understands not, and yet bears. I was so enamoured therewith that
until then had not been anything which had fettered me with such sweet
bonds. Perchance my word appears too daring, in setting lower the
pleasure from the beautiful eyes, gazing into which my desire has
repose. But he who considers that the living seals[3] of every beauty
have more effect the higher they are, and that I there had not turned
round to those eyes, can excuse me for that whereof I accuse myself in
order to excuse myself, and see that I speak truth; for the holy
pleasure is not here excluded, because it becomes the purer as it
mounts.
[1] From arm to arm of the cross.
[2] On earth.
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