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Authors: Dante

Paradiso (40 page)

               
‘Thus down there men are dreaming while they wake,   

               
believing that they speak the truth. And those

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who don’t believe so share the greater guilt and shame.

               
‘Down there, when you philosophize, you fail   

               
to follow one true path, so does the love of show

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preoccupy your mind and carry you away,

               
‘and even this is tolerated here

               
with less wrath than when holy Scripture

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is neglected or its doctrines are mistaught.

               
‘There is no thought among you of the blood it costs   

               
to sow the world with it, or how acceptable he is

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who humbly makes his way to it.

               
‘Each strives to gain attention by inventing new ideas,   

   

               
expounded by the preachers at some length—

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but the Gospel remains silent.

               
‘One says that at Christ’s passion the moon turned back   

               
and interposed itself in such a way

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the sun’s light did not reach below.

               
‘He lies, for the light chose to hide itself.   

               
And therefore Spaniards and Indians,

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as well as Jews, could all see that eclipse take place.

               
‘Florence has not as many named Lapo and Bindo   

   

               
as it has tales like these that are proclaimed

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from the pulpit, here and there, throughout the year,   

               
‘so that the ignorant flocks return from feeding   

               
fed on wind. And that they fail

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to see their loss does not excuse them.

               
‘Christ did not say to His first congregation:   

               
“Go preach idle nonsense to the world,”

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but gave to them a sound foundation.   

               
‘And that alone resounded from their lips,   

               
so that, in their warfare to ignite the faith,

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they used the Gospel as their shield and lance.

               
‘Now preachers ply their trade with buffoonery and jokes,

               
their cowls inflating if they get a laugh,

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and the people ask for nothing more.   

               
‘But such a bird nests in their hoods   

               
that, if the people saw it, they would see

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the kind of pardoning to which they give their trust.

               
‘Because of these such foolishness has grown on earth   

               
that, with no warrant vouching for its truth,

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they still would flock to any promise.

               
‘On this Saint Anthony fattens his swine,   

               
along with many others who are still more swinish,

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repaying them with unstamped coin.   

               
‘But, since we have digressed enough,   

               
now turn your eyes to the true road again,

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that the way may be made shorter—and the time.

               
‘The angelic host mounts by degrees   

               
to such high numbers, no mortal speech or thought

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could ever count so far,

               
‘and, if you consider what Daniel reveals,   

               
you shall see that in his many thousands

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a finite number stays concealed.

               
‘The Primal Light that irradiates them all   

               
is received by them in just as many ways

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as there are splendors joined with It.

               
‘Therefore, since affection follows

               
the act of conceiving, love’s sweetness glows

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with differing radiance, more brightly or subdued.

               
‘See now the height and breadth of the Eternal Worth,   

               
one light, which shines dispersed among

               
so many mirrors yet remains

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in Itself one, just as It was before.’

OUTLINE: PARADISO XXX

PRIMUM MOBILE; EMPYREAN

1–13
   
simile: advancing dawn hiding stars, God hiding angels
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blinded by the light and constrained by love: Beatrice
16–21
   
her beauty greater than ever; only God can truly enjoy it
22–24
   
the poet defeated by his subject
25–27
   
comparison: sun on eyes, as her smile blots out his memory
28–33
   
elaboration: his continual praise has reached its limit
34–36
   
and so he leaves her to a greater trumpeting
37–45
   
Beatrice, her task over, tells Dante where he is and that here he will see angels and saints, the latter in flesh
46–51
   
simile: lightning and perceived objects; the point of light and Dante’s blindness
52–54
   
a voice within Dante: so this Light welcomes here
55–60
   
Dante, enraptured, gradually can see the Light
61–69
   
his first vision: light as river, two banks, sparks
70–75
   
Beatrice commends his desire to know; first he must drink
76–81
   
she indicates the relation between what he sees and what he will see once he can
really
see
82–87
   
simile: babe awaking moves to suckle, Dante bends to river
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even as he drinks the river becomes round, not linear
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simile: unmasked revelers, flowers and sparks
97–99
   
eighth invocation: splendor of God
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the new place: God as Light that his creatures can see
103–105
   
its circumference wider than the sun’s
106–108
   
it is formed by a ray reflected from the Primum Mobile, which in turn takes its movement and influence from it
109–114
   
simile: hill reflected in river, one thousand tiers above the Light
115–117
   
if the lowest ring encloses the Light, imagine the upper circumference of the Rose!
118–123
   
Dante sees it all as one, since where God rules without mediation far and near do not matter
124–148
   
Beatrice’s last speaking role in the poem:
124–132
   
she draws Dante into the Rose: “see the blessed”
133–138
   
Henry VII, the first soul, seen as coming to Paradise
139–141
   
Italy’s failure to welcome Henry
142–144
   
the devious behavior of Clement V
145–148
   
Clement will soon go to Hell and displace Boniface.
PARADISO XXX

               
About six thousand miles away from here   

   

               
the sixth hour burns and even now this world   

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inclines its shadow almost to a level bed,   

               
when, deep in intervening air, above us,   

   

               
begins such change that here and there,

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at our depth, a star is lost to sight.

               
And, as that brightest handmaid of the sun advances,   

               
the sky extinguishes its lights,

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even the most beautiful, one by one.   

               
Not otherwise the victory that revels   

               
in eternal joy around the point that overcame me   

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and seems enclosed by that which it encloses   

               
little by little faded from my sight,

               
so that, compelled by seeing nothing and by love,

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I turned my eyes to gaze on Beatrice.

               
If all things said of her up to this point   

               
were gathered in a single hymn of praise,   

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it would be paltry, matched to what is due.   

               
The beauty that I saw transcends   

               
all thought of beauty, and I must believe

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that only its maker may savor it all.

               
I declare myself defeated at this point   

               
more than any poet, whether comic or tragic,

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was ever thwarted by a topic in his theme,

               
for, like sunlight striking on the weakest eyes,   

               
the memory of the sweetness of that smile

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deprives me of my mental powers.   

               
From the first day, when in this life I saw her face   

   

               
until my vision of her now, pursuit

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of her in song has never been cut off.   

               
But now I must desist in my pursuit,   

               
no longer following her beauty in my verse,

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as every artist, having reached his limit, must.   

               
Thus I leave her to more glorious trumpeting   

               
than that of my own music, as, laboring on,

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I bring my difficult subject toward its close.

               
With the voice and bearing of a guide

               
who has discharged his duty, she began: ‘We have issued   

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from the largest body to the Heaven of pure light,   

               
‘light intellectual, full of love,

               
love of true good, full of joy,

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joy that surpasses every sweetness.

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