CANTO IX.

Cunizza, Folco of Marseilles, and Rahab

CANTO X.

The Fourth Heaven, or that of the Sun, where are seen the Spirits of
Theologians and Fathers of the Church. — St. Thomas Aquinas

CANTO XI.

St. Thomas Aquinas recounts the Life of St. Francis

CANTO XII.

St. Buonaventura recounts the Life of St. Dominic

CANTO XIII.

Of the Wisdom of Solomon.

CANTO XIV.

The Fifth Heaven, or that of Mars, where are seen the Spirits of
Martyrs, and of Crusaders who died fighting for the true Faith.
-The Celestial Cross

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The Sixth Heaven, or that of Jupiter, where are seen the Spirits of
Righteous Kings and Rulers.—The Celestial Eagle

CANTO XIX.

The Eagle discourses of Salvation by Faith

CANTO XX.

The Eagle praises the Righteous Kings of old

CANTO XXI.

The Seventh Heaven, or that of Saturn, where are seen the Spirits of
the Contemplative. - The Celestial Stairway. - St. Peter Damiano.
His Invectives against the Luxury of the Prelates

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Beatrice's Discourse of the Creation of the Angels, and of the Fall of
Lucifer. Her Reproof of the Ignorance and Avarice of Preach-
ers, and the Sale of Indulgences

CANTO XXX.

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The Tenth Heaven, or Empyrean. - The River of Light. - The
Two Courts of Heaven. - The White Rose of Paradise

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CANTO XXXII.

St. Bernard points out the Saints in the White Rose.

CANTO XXXIII.

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Prayer to the Virgin. — The Threefold Circle of the Trinity. - Mys-
tery of the Divine and Human Nature

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LIFT mine eyes, and all the windows blaze
With forms of Saints and holy men who died,
Here martyred and hereafter glorified;

And the great Rose upon its leaves displays
Christ's Triumph, and the angelic roundelays,

With splendor upon splendor multiplied;
And Beatrice again at Dante's side

No more rebukes, but smiles her words of praise.

And then the organ sounds, and unseen choirs

Sing the old Latin hymns of peace and love

And benedictions of the Holy Ghost;

And the melodious bells among the spires

O'er all the house-tops and through heaven above

Proclaim the elevation of the Host!

STAR of morning and of liberty!

O bringer of the light, whose splendor shines
Above the darkness of the Apennines,

Forerunner of the day that is to be!

The voices of the city and the sea,

The voices of the mountains and the pines,
Repeat thy song, till the familiar lines

Are footpaths for the thought of Italy!

Thy fame is blown abroad from all the heights,
Through all the nations, and a sound is heard,
As of a mighty wind, and men devout,
Strangers of Rome, and the new proselytes,

In their own language hear thy wondrous word,
And many are amazed and many doubt.