The Paradiso (Wicksteed) · 1899
Paradiso: Canto XXXI
Translated by Philip H. Wicksteed (1899)
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In form, then, of a white rose displayed itself to me that sacred soldiery which in his blood Christ made his spouse;
but the other, which as it flieth seeth and doth sing his glory who enamoureth it, and the excellence which hath made it what it is,
like to a swarm of bees which doth one while plunge into the flowers and another while wend back to where its toil is turned to sweetness,
ever descended into the great flower adorned with so many leaves, and reascended thence to where its love doth ceaseless make sojourn.
They had their faces all of living flame, and wings of gold, and the rest so white that never snow reacheth such limit.
When they descended into the flower, from rank to rank they proffered of the peace and of the ardour which they acquired as they fanned their sides,
nor did the interposing of so great a flying multitude, betwixt the flower and that which was above, impede the vision nor the splendour;
for the divine light so penetrateth through the universe, in measure of its worthiness, that nought hath power to oppose it.
This realm, secure and gladsome, thronged with ancient folk and new, had look and love all turned unto one mark.
O threefold light, which in a single star, glinting upon their sight doth so content them, look down upon our storm!
If the Barbarians coming from such region as every day is spanned by Helice, wheeling with her son towards whom she yearneth,
on seeing Rome and her mighty works — what time the Lateran transcended mortal things — were stupified;
what then of me, who to the divine from the human, to the eternal from time had passed, and from Florence to a people just and sane,
with what stupor must I needs be filled! verily, what with it and what with joy, my will was to hear nought and to be dumb myself.
As the pilgrim who doth draw fresh life in the temple of his vow as he gazeth, and already hopeth to tell again how it be placed,
so, traversing the living light, I led mine eyes along the ranks, now up, now down, and now round circling.
I saw countenances suasive of love, adorned by another's light and their own smile, and gestures graced with every dignity.
The general form of Paradise my glance had already taken in, in its entirety, and on no part as yet had my sight paused;
and I turned me with rekindled will to question my Lady concerning things whereanent my mind was in suspense.
One thing I purposed, and another answered me; I thought to see Beatrice, and I saw an elder clad like the folk in glory.
His eyes and cheeks were overpoured with benign gladness, in kindly gesture as befits a tender father.
And: "Where is she? "all sudden I exclaimed; whereunto he: "To bring thy desire to its goal Beatrice moved me from my place;
and if thou look up to the circle third from the highest rank, thou shalt re-behold her, on the throne her merits have assigned to her."
Without answering I lifted up mine eyes and saw her, making to herself a crown as she reflected from her the eternal rays.
From that region which thundereth most high, no mortal eye is so far distant, though plunged most deep within the sea,
as there from Beatrice was my sight; but that wrought not upon me, for her image descended not to me mingled with any medium. O Lady, in whom my hope hath vigour, and who for my salvation didst endure to leave in Hell thy footprints;
of all the things which I have seen I recognise the grace and might, by thy power and by thine excellence.
Thou hast drawn me from a slave to liberty by all those paths, by all those methods by which thou hadst the power so to do.
Preserve thy munificence in me, so that my soul which thou hast made sound, may unloose it from the body, pleasing unto thee."
So did I pray; and she, so distant as she seemed, smiled and looked on me, then turned her to the eternal fountain.
And the holy elder said: "That thou mayest consummate thy journey perfectly — whereto prayer and holy love dispatched me, —
fly with thine eyes throughout this garden; for gazing on it will equip thy glance better to mount through the divine ray.
And the Queen of heaven for whom I am all burning with love, will grant us every grace, because I am her faithful Bernard."
As is he who perchance from Croatia cometh to look on our Veronica and because of ancient fame is sated not,
but saith in thought, so long as it be shown; "My Lord Jesus Christ, true God, and was this, then, the fashion of thy semblance?"
such was I, gazing upon the living love of him who in this world by contemplation tasted of that peace.
"Son of grace! this joyous being," he began, "will not become known to thee by holding thine eyes only here down at the base;
but look upon the circles, even to the remotest, until thou seest enthroned the Queen to whom this realm is subject and devoted.
I lifted up mine eyes, and as at morn the oriental regions of the horizon overcome that where the sun declineth,
so, as from the valley rising to the mountain; with mine eyes I saw a region at the boundary surpass all the remaining ridge in light.
And as with us that place where we await the chariot pole that Phaeton guided ill, is most aglow, and on this side and on that the light is shorn away;
so was that pacific oriflame quickened in the midst, on either side in equal measure tempering its flame.
And at that mid point, with outstretched wings, I saw more than a thousand Angels making festival, each one distinct in glow and art.
I saw there, smiling to their sports and to their songs, a beauty which was gladness in the eyes of all the other saints.
And had I equal wealth in speech as in conception, yet dared I not attempt the smallest part of her delightsomeness.
Bernard, when he saw mine eyes fixed and eager towards the glowing source of his own glow, turned his eyes to her, with so much love that he made mine more ardent to re-gaze.
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