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Authors: Dante

Paradiso (30 page)

               
‘I see indeed, O sacred light,’ I said,   

               
‘how acts of love, unbidden, serve this court

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in concord with that knowledge which foresees,

               
‘but it is hard for me to understand

               
why you alone among your peers   

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were foreordained to act upon this charge.’

               
I had not yet quite finished with my words

               
when the light began to spin around its core,

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whirling like a quickly turning millstone.

               
Then the love that was within it spoke:

               
‘Divine light focuses on me, piercing   

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the radiance that holds me in its womb.   

               
‘Its power, conjoined with my own sight,

               
raises me so far above myself that I can see

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the Highest Essence, the source from which it flows.

               
‘And this inflames the joy with which I burn:

               
for, in the clarity of my sight,

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I match the clearness of my flame.   

               
‘Nonetheless, the most enlightened soul in Heaven,   

               
that seraph who fixes most his eye on God,

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could not produce an answer to your question,

               
‘for what you ask is hidden in the depths   

               
of the abyss of God’s eternal law, so that the sight

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of any being He created is cut off from it.

               
‘And to the mortal world, when you return,

               
bear this report, so that it shall no more presume

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to set its steps toward such a goal.

               
‘The mind, here bright, is dimmed by smoke on earth.

               
Ask yourself, then, how could it do down there

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what it cannot, though Heaven raise it to itself?’

               
His words so reined me in   

               
that I withdrew the question, limiting myself

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to asking humbly who he was.

               
‘Between Italy’s two shores   

               
and not far distant from your homeland,

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crags rise so high that thunder rolls below them.

               
‘They form a ridge called Càtria.

               
A consecrated monastery stands below,

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once dedicated wholly to God’s worship.’   

               
Thus a third time he began,

               
addressing me, and then went on:

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‘There I became so constant serving God,

               
‘my simple fare seasoned with olive oil alone,   

               
that I readily endured the heat and frost,

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content in contemplation.

               
‘That cloister which used to yield abundant harvest

               
to these heavens now is barren,

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but soon its barrenness must be revealed.

               
‘In that place I was known as Peter Damian,   

               
but Peter the Sinner in the House

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of Our Lady on the Adriatic shore.

               
‘Little of mortal life on earth was left to me

               
when I was singled out and dragged to that red hat   

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which now is passed from bad to worse.

               
‘Cephas came, and the exalted vessel   

   

               
of the Holy Spirit came, lean and barefoot,

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receiving their food at any doorway.   

               
‘Now our modern shepherds call for one on this side,

               
one on that, to support them, they are so bloated,

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and one to go before, one to boost them from behind.

               
‘Their fur-lined mantles hang upon their horses’ flanks

               
so that two beasts go underneath one skin.

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O patience, what a heavy load you bear!’

               
As he spoke, I saw more flickering flames   

               
descend, spinning from rung to rung,

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at every turn more lovely.

               
They thronged around him and then stopped and raised

               
a cry so loud that nothing here

               
could be compared to it—nor could I make it out,

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so did its thunder overwhelm me.

OUTLINE: PARADISO XXII

SATURN

1–21
   
Beatrice explains the reason for the shouting
1–6
   
Dante as frightened child, Beatrice as reassuring mother:
7–9
   
in Heaven, she explains, only righteous zeal can account for such apparently dissonant sounds;
10–12
   
now he should see that her smile or their song would have been too much for him, since their shout has so moved him;
13–15
   
had he understood their words, he would understand the vengeance of God that awaits such prelates;
16–18
   
such vengeance comes slow for mortals who, in longing or in fear, await it anxiously;
19–21
   
now he should pay attention to the other souls here.
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first part of the discussion with St. Benedict
22–24
   
Dante sees a crowd of joyous souls;
25–30
   
he represses the question (“who are you?”) that the largest and brightest of these pearls advances to answer:
31–36
   
“You should have understood the charity that governs us here and spoken; I will answer without making you do so”:
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Benedict
’s autobiography.
52–72
   
Dante’s premature request
52–60
   
“Show yourself to me uncovered,” without his light
61–72
   
Benedict: Dante will see him thus in the Empyrean.
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Benedict denounces the corruption of his order
73–75
   
No mortals now try to reach meditative heights;
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the monasteries and their monks are now derelict;
79–84
   
his attack on monastic abdication of duty;
85–87
   
humans start out well but quickly reveal their faults;
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Peter, Francis,
and he built on very little, but now one sees the institutions they founded totally corrupted;
94–96
   
God’s revenge will show His power: e.g.,
Jordan, Red Sea
;
97–99
   
Benedict and his companions all disappear above
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Ascent to the heaven of the fixed stars
100–105
   
Dante and Beatrice move upward with supernatural speed;
106–111
   
address to the reader: how quickly he went up and entered the Starry Sphere [in Gemini]
112–123
   
seventh invocation in the poem (to the stars of Gemini)
124–154
   
Dante looks back down
124–126
   
Beatrice: “You are so near the final happiness that your sight is clear and keen;
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“therefore, look back at what you have already traversed.”
133–138
   
Dante sees the seven spheres and the earth,
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and then the seven planets,
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with a final glance at our globe before turning back to the eyes of Beatrice.
PARADISO XXII

               
Overcome by wonder, I turned to my guide,   

   

               
as does a child who always scurries back

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to the one who has his utmost trust.

               
And she, like a mother, quick in comforting   

               
her son when he is pale and out of breath

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with a voice that often calmed him in the past,

               
said: ‘Don’t you understand you are in Heaven?   

               
Don’t you understand that all of Heaven is holy,

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that all things done here spring from righteous zeal?

               
‘It should be clear to you just how their song,   

   

               
and then my smile, would have confused you,

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since you were so startled by their cry.

               
‘In it, had you understood their prayers,   

               
you would already recognize

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the vengeance you shall see before you die.

               
‘The sword of Heaven never cuts in haste   

               
nor in delay, but to the one who waits

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in longing or in fear, it well may seem so.

               
‘Now turn around and see the others,   

               
for you shall look on many illustrious spirits   

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if you but set your gaze to where I say.’

               
I turned my eyes as she had urged and saw

               
one hundred little globes that made each other brighter   

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in the glittering reflections of one another’s rays.

               
I was as one who in himself restrains   

               
the spur of his desire and, fearing to presume,

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dares not pose his question.

               
The largest and most lustrous of those pearls   

               
advanced to satisfy my longing

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to find out more about him.

               
Then, from deep within, I heard him say: ‘Could you see,   

   

               
as I do, the charity burning in our midst,

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you would have shared your thoughts with us.

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