Whereat the branches, lightly tremulous,

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Did all of them bow downward toward that side Where its first shadow casts the Holy Mountain ; Yet not from their upright direction swayed,

So that the little birds upon their tops

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Already my slow steps had carried me

Into the ancient wood so far, that I Could not perceive where I had entered it. And lo! my further course a stream cut off, Which tow'rd the left hand with its little waves Bent down the grass that on its margin grew. All waters that on earth most limpid are

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Would seem to have within themselves some Compared with that which nothing doth conceal, Although it moves on with a brown, brown current 31 Under the shade perpetual, that never

Ray of the sun lets in, nor of the moon.
With feet I stayed, and with mine eyes I passed
Beyond the rivulet, to look upon

The great variety of the fresh may.
And there appeared to me (even as appears
Suddenly something that doth turn aside
Through very wonder every other thought)

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A lady all alone, who went along

Singing and culling floweret after floweret, With which her pathway was all painted over. "Ah, beauteous lady, who in rays of love

Dost warm thyself, if I may trust to looks,
Which the heart's witnesses are wont to be,

May the desire come unto thee to draw

Near to this river's bank,” I said to her,

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"So much that I may hear what thou art singing. Thou makest me remember where and what Proserpina that moment was when lost

Her mother her, and she herself the Spring."
As turns herself, with feet together pressed
And to the ground, a lady who is dancing,
And hardly puts one foot before the other,
On the vermilion and the yellow flowerets

She turned towards me, not in other wise
Than maiden who her modest eyes casts down;
And
my entreaties made to be content,

So near approaching, that the dulcet sound
Came unto me together with its meaning.
As soon as she was where the grasses are
Bathed by the waters of the beauteous river,
To lift her eyes she granted me the boon.
I do not think there shone so great a light

Under the lids of Venus, when transfixed
By her own son, beyond his usual custom !
Erect upon the other bank she smiled,
Bearing full many colors in her hands,
Which that high land produces without seed.

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Apart three paces did the river make us ;

But Hellespont, where Xerxes passed across, (A curb still to all human arrogance,) More hatred from Leander did not suffer

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For rolling between Sestos and Abydos, Than that from me, because it oped not then. "Ye are new-comers; and because I smile," Began she, "peradventure, in this place Elect to human nature for its nest, Some apprehension keeps you marvelling; But the psalm Delectasti giveth light Which has the power to uncloud your intellect. And thou who foremost art, and didst entreat me, Speak, if thou wouldst hear more; for I came ready To all thy questionings, as far as needful." "The water," said I, "and the forest's sound, Are combating within me my new faith In something which I heard opposed to this." Whence she: "I will relate how from its cause Proceedeth that which maketh thee to wonder, And purge away the cloud that smites upon thee. 90 The Good Supreme, sole in itself delighting, Created man good, and this goodly place Gave him as hansel of eternal peace.

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By his default short while he sojourned here;
By his default to weeping and to toil
He changed his innocent laughter and sweet play.
That the disturbance which below is made

By exhalations of the land and water,
(Which far as may be follow after heat,)

This mount ascended tow'rds the heaven so high, And is exempt, from there where it is locked. Now since the universal atmosphere

Turns in a circuit with the primal motion
Unless the circle is broken on some side,

Upon this height, that all is disengaged

In living ether, doth this motion strike And make the forest sound, for it is dense; And so much power the stricken plant possesses That with its virtue it impregns the air,

And this, revolving, scatters it around;
And yonder earth, according as 't is worthy
In self or in its clime, conceives and bears
Of diverse qualities the diverse trees;
It should not seem a marvel then on earth,
This being heard, whenever any plant
Without seed manifest there taketh root.
And thou must know, this holy table-land
In which thou art is full of every seed,
And fruit hath in it never gathered there.
The water which thou seest springs not from vein
Restored by vapor that the cold condenses,
Like to a stream that gains or loses breath;
But issues from a fountain safe and certain,

Which by the will of God as much regains
As it discharges, open on two sides.

Upon this side with virtue it descends,

Which takes away all memory of sin;
On that, of every good deed done restores it.

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Here Lethe, as upon the other side

Eunoë, it is called; and worketh not

If first on either side it be not tasted.
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every other savor doth transcend;
And notwithstanding slaked so far may be
Thy thirst, that I reveal to thee no more,
I'll give thee a corollary still in grace,

Nor think my speech will be to thee less dear If it spread out beyond my promise to thee. Those who in ancient times have feigned in song The Age of Gold and its felicity,

Dreamed of this place perhaps upon Parnassus. Here was the human race in innocence;

Here evermore was Spring, and every fruit ; This is the nectar of which each one speaks." Then backward did I turn me wholly round

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Unto my Poets, and saw that with a smile They had been listening to these closing words ; Then to the beautiful lady turned mine eyes.

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INGING like unto an enamored lady

She, with the ending of her words, continued: "Beati quorum tecta sunt peccata."

And even as Nymphs, that wandered all alone
Among the sylvan shadows, sedulous

One to avoid and one to see the sun,

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