Bagnacaval does well in not begetting, And ill does Castrocaro, and Conio worse, In taking trouble to beget such Counts. Will do well the Pagani, when their Devil Shall have departed; but not therefore Will testimony of them e'er remain. O Ugolin de' Fantoli, secure pure Thy name is, since no longer is awaited Heard us depart; therefore, by keeping silent, Thunder, when it doth cleave the air, appeared A voice, that counter to us came, exclaiming : "Shall slay me whosoever findeth me!" And fled as the reverberation dies If suddenly the cloud asunder bursts. As soon as hearing had a truce from this, Behold another, with so great a crash, That it resembled thunderings following fast: 115 120 125 130 135 "I am Aglaurus, who became a stone!" And then, to press myself close to the Poet, I backward, and not forward, took a step. Already on all sides the air was quiet; But And said he to me: "That was the hard curb That ought to hold a man within his bounds; Of the old Adversary draws you to him, And hence availeth little curb or call. The heavens are calling you, and wheel around you, And still your eye is looking on the ground; 140 145 150 CANTO XV. As S much as 'twixt the close of the third hour And dawn of day appeareth of that sphere And the rays smote the middle of our faces, Because by us the mount was so encircled, That straight towards the west we now were going; When I perceived my forehead overpowered Beneath the splendor far more than at first, Whereat towards the summit of my brow I raised my hands, and made myself the visor As when from off the water, or a mirror, The sunbeam leaps unto the opposite side, 15 5 That it descends, and deviates as far From falling of a stone in line direct, (As demonstrate experiment and art,) So it appeared to me that by a light Refracted there before me I was smitten; On which account my sight was swift to flee. "Marvel thou not, if dazzle thee as yet The family of heaven," he answered me; "An angel 't is, who comes to invite us upward. Soon will it be, that to behold these things Shall not be grievous, but delightful to thee With joyful voice he said: "Here enter in And "Beati misericordes" was Behind us sung, "Rejoice, thou that o'ercomest!" My master and myself, we two alone Were going upward, and I thought, in going, 20 25 30 35 40 And I to him directed me, thus asking: "What did the spirit of Romagna mean, Mentioning interdict and partnership?" Where by companionship each share is lessened, But if the love of the supernal sphere Should upwardly direct your aspiration, There would not be that fear within your breast; So much the more of good each one possesses, "I am more hungering to be satisfied,” I said, "than if I had before been silent, How can it be, that boon distributed The more possessors can more wealthy make And he to me: "Because thou fixest still Thy mind entirely upon earthly things, 45 50 55 60 65 |