Canto XXII
Canto XXII
English Edition, translated by Henry Wadsworth
Longfellow
| 1 | OPPRESSED with stupor, I unto my guide |
| 2 | Turned like a little child who always runs |
| 3 | For refuge there where he confideth most; |
| 4 | And she, even as a mother who straightway |
| 5 | Gives comfort to her pale and breathless boy |
| 6 | With voice whose wont it is to reassure him, |
| 7 | Said to me: Knowest thou not thou art in heaven, |
| 8 | And knowest thou not that heaven is holy all |
| 9 | And what is alone here cometh from good zeal? |
| 10 | After what wise the singing would have changed thee |
| 11 | And I by smiling, thou canst now imagine, |
| 12 | Since that the cry has startled thee so much, |
| 13 | In which if thou hadst understood its prayers |
| 14 | Already would be known to thee the vengeance |
| 15 | Which thou shalt look upon before thou diest. |
| 16 | The sword above here smiteth not in haste |
| 17 | Nor tardily, howe'er it seem to him |
| 18 | Who fearing or desiring waits for it. |
| 19 | But turn thee round towards the others now, |
| 20 | For very illustrious spirits shalt thou see, |
| 21 | If thou thy sight directest as I say. |
| 22 | As it seemed good to her mine eyes I turned, |
| 23 | And saw a hundred spherules that together |
| 24 | With mutual rays each other more embellished. |
| 25 | I stood as one who in himself represses |
| 26 | The point of his desire, and ventures not |
| 27 | To question, he so feareth the too much. |
| 28 | And now the largest and most luculent |
| 29 | Among those pearls came forward, that it might |
| 30 | Make my desire concerning it content. |
| 31 | Within it then I heard: If thou couldst see |
| 32 | Even as myself the charity that burns |
| 33 | Among us, thy conceits would be expressed; |
| 34 | But, that by waiting thou mayst not come late |
| 35 | To the high end, I will make answer even |
| 36 | Unto the thought of which thou art so chary. |
| 37 | That mountain on whose slope Cassino stands |
| 38 | Was frequented of old upon its summit |
| 39 | By a deluded folk and ill-disposed; |
| 40 | And I am he who first up thither bore |
| 41 | The name of Him who brought upon the earth |
| 42 | The truth that so much sublimateth us. |
| 43 | And such abundant grace upon me shone |
| 44 | That all the neighbouring towns I drew away |
| 45 | From the impious worship that seduced the world. |
| 46 | These other fires, each one of them, were men |
| 47 | Contemplative, enkindled by that heat |
| 48 | Which maketh holy flowers and fruits spring up. |
| 49 | Here is Macarius, here is Romualdus, |
| 50 | Here are my brethren, who within the cloisters |
| 51 | Their footsteps stayed and kept a steadfast heart. |
| 52 | And I to him: The affection which thou showest |
| 53 | Speaking with me, and the good countenance |
| 54 | Which I behold and note in all your ardours, |
| 55 | In me have so my confidence dilated |
| 56 | As the sun doth the rose, when it becomes |
| 57 | As far unfolded as it hath the power. |
| 58 | Therefore I pray, and thou assure me, father, |
| 59 | If I may so much grace receive, that I |
| 60 | May thee behold with countenance unveiled. |
| 61 | He thereupon: Brother, thy high desire |
| 62 | In the remotest sphere shall be fulfilled, |
| 63 | Where are fulfilled all others and my own. |
| 64 | There perfect is, and ripened, and complete, |
| 65 | Every desire; within that one alone |
| 66 | Is every part where it has always been; |
| 67 | For it is not in space, nor turns on poles, |
| 68 | And unto it our stairway reaches up, |
| 69 | Whence thus from out thy sight it steals away. |
| 70 | Up to that height the Patriarch Jacob saw it |
| 71 | Extending its supernal part, what time |
| 72 | So thronged with angels it appeared to him. |
| 73 | But to ascend it now no one uplifts |
| 74 | His feet from off the earth, and now my Rule |
| 75 | Below remaineth for mere waste of paper. |
| 76 | The walls that used of old to be an Abbey |
| 77 | Are changed to dens of robbers, and the cowls |
| 78 | Are sacks filled full of miserable flour. |
| 79 | But heavy usury is not taken up |
| 80 | So much against God's pleasure as that fruit |
| 81 | Which maketh so insane the heart of monks; |
| 82 | For whatsoever hath the Church in keeping |
| 83 | Is for the folk that ask it in God's name, |
| 84 | Not for one's kindred or for something worse. |
| 85 | The flesh of mortals is so very soft, |
| 86 | That good beginnings down below suffice not |
| 87 | From springing of the oak to bearing acorns. |
| 88 | Peter began with neither gold nor silver, |
| 89 | And I with orison and abstinence, |
| 90 | And Francis with humility his convent. |
| 91 | And if thou lookest at each one's beginning, |
| 92 | And then regardest whither he has run, |
| 93 | Thou shalt behold the white changed into brown. |
| 94 | In verity the Jordan backward turned, |
| 95 | And the sea's fleeing, when God willed were more |
| 96 | A wonder to behold, than succour here. |
| 97 | Thus unto me he said j and then withdrew |
| 98 | To his own band, and the band closed together |
| 99 | Then like a whirlwind all was upward rapt. |
| 100 | The gentle Lady urged me on behind them |
| 101 | Up o'er that stairway by a single sign, |
| 102 | So did her virtue overcome my nature; |
| 103 | Nor here below, where one goes up and down |
| 104 | By natural law, was motion e'er so swift |
| 105 | That it could be compared unto my wing. |
| 106 | Reader, as I may unto that devout |
| 107 | Triumph return, on whose account I often |
| 108 | For my transgressions weep and beat my breast,-- |
| 109 | Thou hadst not thrust thy finger in the fire |
| 110 | And drawn it out again, before I saw |
| 111 | The sign that follows Taurus, and was in it. |
| 112 | O glorious stars, O light impregnated |
| 113 | With mighty virtue, from which I acknowledge |
| 114 | All of my genius, whatsoe'er it be, |
| 115 | you was born, and hid himself with you, |
| 116 | He who is father of all mortal life, |
| 117 | When first I tasted of the Tuscan air; |
| 118 | then when grace was freely given to me |
| 119 | To enter the high wheel which turns you round, |
| 120 | Your region was allotted unto me. |
| 121 | To you devoutly at this hour my soul |
| 122 | Is sighing, that it virtue may acquire |
| 123 | For the stern pass that draws it to itself. |
| 124 | Thou art so near unto the last salvation, |
| 125 | Thus Beatrice began,thou oughtest now |
| 126 | To have thine eves unclouded and acute |
| 127 | And therefore, ere thou enter farther in, |
| 128 | Look down once more, and see how vast a world |
| 129 | Thou hast already put beneath thy feet; |
| 130 | So that thy heart, as jocund as it may, |
| 131 | Present itself to the triumphant throng |
| 132 | That comes rejoicing through this rounded ether. |
| 133 | with my sight returned through one and all |
| 134 | The sevenfold spheres, and I beheld this globe |
| 135 | Such that I smiled at its ignoble semblance |
| 136 | And that opinion I approve as best |
| 137 | Which doth account it least; and he who thinks |
| 138 | Of something else may truly be called just. |
| 139 | I saw the daughter of Latona shining |
| 140 | Without that shadow, which to me was cause |
| 141 | That once I had believed her rare and dense. |
| 142 | The aspect of thy son, Hyperion, |
| 143 | Here I sustained, and saw how move themselves |
| 144 | Around and near him Maia and Dione. |
| 145 | Thence there appeared the temperateness of Jove |
| 146 | 'Twixt son and father, and to me was clear |
| 147 | The change that of their whereabout they make |
| 148 | And all the seven made manifest to me |
| 149 | How great they are, and eke how swift they are, |
| 150 | And how they are in distant habitations. |
| 151 | The threshing-floor that maketh us so proud, |
| 152 | To me revolving with the eternal Twins, |
| 153 | Was all apparent made from hill to harbour! |
| 154 | Then to the beauteous eyes mine eyes I turned. |