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it seemed to me that I began to see   

               
new subsistences there that formed a ring

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beyond the other two circumferences.

               
Ah, true incandescence of the Holy Breath!   

               
How suddenly its glowing shone before me,

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so bright my eyes could not endure it!

               
But Beatrice showed herself to me so fair

               
and smiling, this vision of her must remain

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among those sights that have escaped my memory.

               
At this my eyes regained their sight and, raising them,   

               
I saw myself translated, alone now with my lady,   

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to a more exalted state of bliss.

               
I was assured that I had risen higher

               
by the planet’s fiery smile. It seemed to me   

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to glow more red than usual.

               
With all my heart and in that tongue   

   

               
which is the same for all, I made   

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burnt-offering to God befitting the new grace.

               
And the burning of the sacrifice

               
had not yet finished in my breast before I knew

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my offering was propitious and accepted,

               
for splendors of such brightness, glowing red,   

               
appeared to me within two beams that I cried out:   

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‘O Helios, who so adorn them!’   

               
As the Milky Way, arrayed with greater and lesser lights,   

               
glows white between the universal poles,

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making even sages wonder how and why,

               
these rays, thus constellated, made, deep within Mars,

               
the venerable sign that the crossing   

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of its quadrants fixes in a circle.

               
Here my memory outstrips my skill,   

   

               
for that cross so flamed forth Christ

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that I can find no fit comparison.

               
But he who takes his cross and follows Christ   

               
shall yet forgive me what I leave untold,

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for shining in that dawn I did see Christ.   

               
From arm to arm, and between the head   

   

               
and foot, moved brilliant lights   

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that scintillated as they met and passed.

               
Just so we see on earth, straight and slanting,

               
swift and slow, changing in appearance,

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tiny motes of matter, long and short,   

               
move through the beam of light that sometimes streaks

               
the shades that men devise for their protection

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both with cunning and with skill.   

               
And as viol and harp strung with many strings   

   

               
in their harmony will sound sweet

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even to one who fails to catch their tune,

               
so from the lights that there appeared to me

               
a melody gathered and came from the cross,

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enchanting me, though I could not make out the hymn.

               
I could tell that it contained high praise,

               
for the words ‘Arise’ and ‘Conquer’ came to me

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as to one who hears but does not understand.

               
I was moved to such great love by this   

               
that up until that moment I had not been bound

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by chains so sweet and gentle.

               
My words, perhaps, may seem too bold,   

               
slighting the beauty of those lovely eyes—

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gazing into them my longing finds repose.

               
But one who understands that the living seals

               
of all that’s beautiful gain potency with each ascent

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and that I had not turned to her eyes there

               
may excuse me for that of which, accusing myself,

               
I make my excuse and see that I speak the truth:

               
for holy beauty may not be excluded here

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because, as it ascends, it gains in purity.

OUTLINE: PARADISO XV

MARS

1–6
   
the goodwill of these singers reduced them to silence
7–12
   
how will such souls as these be deaf to our prayers? and how right is it that those who commit their lives to lower things shall spend eternity in Hell?
13–24
   
simile: the soul descending from the cross compared to a shooting star
25–27
   
simile:
Cacciaguida
compared to
Anchises
28–30
   
his first words, the only Latin tercet in the poem
31–36
   
Dante’s stupefaction and Beatrice’s smile
37–42
   
Cacciaguida’s second “tongue”: ununderstandable speech
43–48
   
his third “tongue”: thanks to God for His grace to Dante
49–69
   
Cacciaguida’s first discourse:
49–54
   
Dante has pleased him by coming, winged by Beatrice
55–69
   
he understands that Dante is silent because he knows that his ancestor intuits both his questions, but urges him to speak that he may be moved by his words
70–72
   
Dante turns to Beatrice, who smiles her assent,
73–84
   
and addresses himself to Cacciaguida, expressing the reasons for his inability to offer adequate thanks
85–87
   
Dante concludes, after all that, by asking his name
88–148
   
Cacciaguida’s second discourse:
88–96
   
family history: Dante’s name
(Alighiero)
from Cacciaguida’s son, Dante’s great-grandfather; Dante should pray for him, since he’s in Purgatory
97–129
   
the “good old days” in early-twelfth-century Florence:
97–99
   
peace within the ancient walls
100–102
   
pomp was a thing unknown
103–105
   
neither marriage age nor dowries were askew
106–108
   
no families were childless; no unbridled luxury
109–111
   
Rome
was not yet bested in show by
Florence
:
112–114
   
Bellincion Berti
and his family lived modestly
115–117
   
as did the
de’ Nerli
and
del Vecchio
families
118–120
   
Florentine wives were neither exiled with their husbands nor left alone by husbands in France
121–126
   
portrait of family life: baby talk and woolwork
127–129
   
bad citizens then
(Cianghella
or
Lapo Salterello)
would have been as surprising as good ones
(Cincinnatus
or
Cornelia)
today
130–148
   
Cacciaguida’s
vita
: his birth, baptism
(Baptistry)
, family (
Moronto
,
Eliseo
[brothers]), wife, warfare (under emperor,
Conrad
), martyr’s death, salvation.
PARADISO XV

               
Benevolent will, in which a righteous love   

   

   

               
whose breath is true must always show itself,

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as does cupidity within an evil will,

               
had silenced the sweet-sounding lyre   

               
and hushed the sacred strings that Heaven’s right hand

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loosens and draws taut.

               
How can they be deaf to righteous prayers,   

               
the very spirits who, to prompt my prayers,   

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fell silent as with one accord?

               
It is well that endless be his grief

               
who, for love of things that do not last,

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casts off a love that never dies.   

               
As through the clear and tranquil evening sky   

               
from time to time a sudden fire will shoot,

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drawing the eyes that just before had calmly gazed,

               
and seems a star escaping from its place—

               
except from where it first was kindled

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no star is missing and it lasts but a brief while—

               
so from the arm of that great cross

               
extending on the right a star raced to the foot

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of the resplendent constellation there.

               
Nor did this jewel leave its ribbon,   

               
but ran along the shining band so that

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it seemed a flame that glows in alabaster.   

               
With such affection did Anchises’ shade reach out,   

               
if our greatest muse is owed belief,   

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when in Elysium he knew his son.

               
‘O sanguis meus, o superinfusa
   

   

               
gratïa Deï, sicut tibi cui
   

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bis unquam celi ianüa reclusa?’
   

               
Thus spoke that light. And I gave heed,   

               
then turned my eyes back to my lady—   

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whichever way I looked I was amazed,

               
for there glowed such a smile within her eyes   

               
I thought that with my own I had attained

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my ultimate bliss, my final paradise.

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