Canto VI
Canto VI
English Edition, translated by Henry Wadsworth
Longfellow
| 1 | AFTER that Constantine the eagle turned |
| 2 | Against the course of heaven, which it had followed.. |
| 3 | Behind the ancient who Lavinia took, |
| 4 | Two hundred years and more the bird of God |
| 5 | In the extreme of Europe held itself, |
| 6 | Near to the mountains whence it issued first; |
| 7 | And under shadow of the sacred plumes |
| 8 | It governed there the world from hand to hand, |
| 9 | And, changing thus, upon mine own alighted. |
| 10 | Caesar I was, and am Justinian, |
| 11 | Who, by the will of primal Love I feel, |
| 12 | Took from the laws the useless and redundant; |
| 13 | And ere unto the work I was attent, |
| 14 | One nature to exist in Christ, not more, |
| 15 | Believed, and with such faith was I contented. |
| 16 | But blessed Agapetus, he who was |
| 17 | The supreme pastor, to the faith sincere |
| 18 | Pointed me out the way by words of his. |
| 19 | Him I believed, and what was his assertion |
| 20 | I now see clearly, even as thou seest |
| 21 | Each contradiction to be false and true. |
| 22 | As soon as with the Church I moved my feet, |
| 23 | God in his grace it pleased with this high task |
| 24 | To inspire me, and I gave me wholly to it, |
| 25 | And to my Belisarius I commended |
| 26 | The arms, to which was heaven's right hand so joined |
| 27 | It was a signal that I should repose. |
| 28 | Now here to the first question terminates |
| 29 | My answer; but the character thereof |
| 30 | Constrains me to continue with a sequel, |
| 31 | In order that thou see with how great reason |
| 32 | Men move against the standard sacrosanct, |
| 33 | Both who appropriate and who oppose it. |
| 34 | Behold how great a power has made it worthy |
| 35 | Of reverence, beginning from the hour |
| 36 | When Pallas died to give it sovereignty. |
| 37 | Thou knowest it made in Alba its abode |
| 38 | Three hundred years and upward, till at last |
| 39 | The three to three fought for it yet again. |
| 40 | Thou knowest what it achieved from Sabine wrong |
| 41 | Down to Lucretia's sorrow, in seven kings |
| 42 | O'ercoming round about the neighboring nations; |
| 43 | Thou knowest what it achieved, borne by the Romans |
| 44 | Illustrious against Brennus, against Pyrrhus, |
| 45 | Against the other princes and confederates. |
| 46 | Torquatus thence and Quinctius, who from locks |
| 47 | Unkempt was named, Decii and Fabii, |
| 48 | Received the fame I willingly embalm; |
| 49 | It struck to earth the pride of the Arabians, |
| 50 | Who, following Hannibal, had passed across |
| 51 | The Alpine ridges, Po, from which thou glidest; |
| 52 | Beneath it triumphed while they yet were young |
| 53 | Pompey and Scipio, and to the hill |
| 54 | Beneath which thou wast born it bitter seemed; |
| 55 | Then, near unto the time when heaven had willed |
| 56 | To bring the whole world to its mood serene, |
| 57 | Did Caesar by the will of Rome assume it. |
| 58 | What it achieved from Var unto the Rhine, |
| 59 | Isere beheld and Saone, beheld the Seine, |
| 60 | And every valley whence the Rhone is filled; |
| 61 | What it achieved when it had left Ravenna, |
| 62 | And leaped the Rubicon, was such a flight |
| 63 | That neither tongue nor pen could follow it. |
| 64 | Round towards Spain it wheeled its legions; |
| 65 | Towards Durazzo, and Pharsalia smote |
| 66 | That to the calid Nile was felt the pain. |
| 67 | Antandros and the Simois, whence it started, |
| 68 | It saw again, and there where Hector lies, |
| 69 | And ill for Ptolemy then roused itself. |
| 70 | From thence it came like lightning upon Juba; |
| 71 | Then wheeled itself again into your West, |
| 72 | Where the Pompeian clarion it heard. |
| 73 | From what it wrought with the next standard-bearer |
| 74 | Brutus and Cassius howl in Hell together, |
| 75 | And Modena and Perugia dolent were; |
| 76 | Still doth the mournful Cleopatra weep |
| 77 | Because thereof, who, fleeing from before it, |
| 78 | Took from the adder sudden and black death. |
| 79 | With him it ran even to the Red Sea shore; |
| 80 | With him it placed the world in so great peace, |
| 81 | That unto Janus was his temple closed. |
| 82 | But what the standard that has made me speak |
| 83 | Achieved before, and after should achieve |
| 84 | Throughout the mortal realm that lies beneath it, |
| 85 | Becometh in appearance mean and dim, |
| 86 | If in the hand of the third Caesar seen |
| 87 | With eye unclouded and affection pure, |
| 88 | Because the living Justice that inspires me |
| 89 | Granted it, in the hand of him I speak of, |
| 90 | The glory of doing vengeance for its wrath. |
| 91 | Now here attend to what I answer thee; |
| 92 | Later it ran with Titus to do vengeance |
| 93 | Upon the vengeance of the ancient sin. |
| 94 | And when the tooth of Lombardy had bitten |
| 95 | The Holy Church, then underneath its wings |
| 96 | Did Charlemagne victorious succor her. |
| 97 | Now hast thou power to judge of such as those |
| 98 | Whom I accused above, and of their crimes, |
| 99 | Which are the cause of all your miseries. |
| 100 | To the public standard one the yellow lilies |
| 101 | Opposes, the other claims it for a party, |
| 102 | So that 'tis hard to see which sins the most. |
| 103 | Let, let the Ghibellines ply their handicraft |
| 104 | Beneath some other standard; for this ever |
| 105 | Ill follows he who it and justice parts. |
| 106 | And let not this new Charles e'er strike it down, |
| 107 | He and his Guelfs, but let him fear the talons |
| 108 | That from a nobler lion stripped the fell. |
| 109 | Already oftentimes the sons have wept |
| 110 | The father's crime; and let him not believe |
| 111 | That God will change His scutcheon for the lilies. |
| 112 | This little planet doth adorn itself |
| 113 | With the good spirits that have active been, |
| 114 | That fame and honour might come after them; |
| 115 | And whensoever the desires mount thither, |
| 116 | Thus deviating, must perforce the rays |
| 117 | Of the true love less vividly mount upward. |
| 118 | But in commensuration of our wages |
| 119 | With our desert is portion of our joy, |
| 120 | Because we see them neither less nor greater. |
| 121 | Herein doth living Justice sweeten so |
| 122 | Affection in us, that for evermore |
| 123 | It cannot warp to any iniquity. |
| 124 | Voices diverse make up sweet melodies |
| 125 | So in this life of ours the seats diverse |
| 126 | Render sweet harmony among these spheres; |
| 127 | And in the compass of this present pearl |
| 128 | Shineth the sheen of Romeo, of whom |
| 129 | The grand and beauteous work was ill rewarded. |
| 130 | But the Provencals who against him wrought, |
| 131 | They have not laughed, and therefore ill goes he |
| 132 | Who makes his hurt of the good deeds of others. |
| 133 | Four daughters, and each one of them a queen, |
| 134 | Had Raymond Berenger, and this for him |
| 135 | Did Romeo, a poor man and a pilgrim; |
| 136 | And then malicious words incited him |
| 137 | To summon to a reckoning this just man, |
| 138 | Who rendered to him seven and five for ten. |
| 139 | Then he departed poor and stricken in years, |
| 140 | And if the world could know the heart he had, |
| 141 | In begging bit by bit his livelihood, |
| 142 | Though much it laud him, it would laud him more. |