Lines 139-143. O splendor of eternal living light! Who is there who has grown so pale beneath the shadow of Parnassus or has so drunk at its cistern that he would not seem to have his mind o'erwhelmed in trying to represent thee as thou didst appear? CANTO XXXIII, Lines 25-30. As befalls those who with excess of reverence are speaking before their betters, and bring not the living voice to the teeth, so without perfect sound I began: “Lady, my need you know, and that which is good for it." Lines 136-141. If, Reader, I had longer space for writing, I would yet sing in part the sweet draught that never would have sated me; but since all the leaves made ready for this second canticle are full, the bridle of my art lets me go no further. PARADISO. CANTO I, Lines 22-27. O divina virtù, se mi ti presti Tanto che l'ombra del beato regno Segnata nel mio capo io manifesti, Venir vedra' mi al tuo diletto legno, E coronarmi allor di quelle foglie, Che la materia e tu mi farai degno. Lines 100-102. Ond'ella, appresso d'un pio sospiro, biante, Che madre fa sopra figliuol deliro. Lines 127-131. Ver è che come forma non s'accorda Molte fiate alla intenzion dell'arte, Lines 100-102: Beatrice is Dante's guide 168 PARADISO. CANTO I, Lines 22-27. O power divine, if thou lend thyself to me so that I may make clear the image of the blessed realm stamped upon my brain, thou shalt see me come to thy beloved tree, and then crown myself with those leaves whereof my theme and thou will make me worthy. Lines 100-102. Wherefore she, after a pitying sigh, turned her eyes toward me with that look which a mother turns upon a son in his delirium. Lines 127-131. True is it that as form often agrees not with the Art's intention, through the nine spheres of Paradise. 169 |