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Tags: Purgatory and Paradise
Salve regina, on the grass and flowers, here chanting
Through every orb of that sad region
I once was Pia. sienna gave me life
From my breast loosening the cross
Answering not, mine eyes I raised
In fashion, as a snow white rose
Not unlike to iron in the furnace
Then "glory to the father, to the son"
Say then, beginning, to what point thy soul aspires
Many," exclaim'd the bard," are these, who throng around us
Down whose steps
Again mine eyes were fix'd on beatrice
For that all those living lights
Before my sight appear'd, with open wings, the beauteous image
Ye host of heaven, whose glory I survey I
And there were some, who in the shady place
So, within the lights, the saintly creatures flying, sang
But so was doom'd
Christ beam'd on that cross
And I beheld myself
About us thus
The left bank
So drew full more than thousand splendours towards us
Such saw i many a face
Were further space allow'd
At her side, as 't were that none might bear her off
The beauteous dame, her arms expanding, clasi"d my temples
Thus, in a cloud of flowers
Three nymphs, at the right wheel
While underneath, the ground
Beneath a sky so beautiful
Already had my steps
A lady young and beautiful, I dream'd, was passing o'er a lea
And when i saw spirits along the flame proceeding
Then from the bosom oj' the burning mass
Here the rocky precipice
At length, as undeceived, they went their 'vay
The shadowy forms
And who are those twain spirits?
With wary steps and slow we pass'd
And while, with looks directed to the ground
Up, he exclaim'd, " brother I upon thy feet arise"
What Aileth Thee, that still thou look'st to earth?
But not long slumber'd
Long as 'tis lawful for me, shall my steps follow on thine
Now who art thou, that through our smoke dost cleave?
After that I saw a multitude
Who then, amongst us here aloft, hath brought thee?
E'en thus the blind and poor
O fond arachne! thee i also saw
With equal pace, as oxen in the yoke
The wretch appear'd amid all these to say
The heavenly steersman at the prow was seen
In visage such, as past my power to bear
There both, I thought, the eagle and myself did burn
Now the fair consort of tithonus old
Then when he knew the pilot
My guide, then laying hold on me, by words
The radiant planet, that to love invites
Hearing the air cut by their verdant plumes
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