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         Contents: "The Divine Comedy" 
 
      
Fourth Heaven: Sphere of the Sun - The Vanity of worldly desires - St. Thomas Aquinas undertakes to solve two doubts perplexing Dante - He narrates the life of St. Francis of Assisi       
O fond anxiety of mortal men!
  
How vain and inconclusive arguments
  
Are those, which make thee beat thy wings below
  
For statues one, and one for aphorisms
  
Was hunting; this the priesthood follow'd, that
  
By force or sophistry aspir'd to rule;
  
To rob another, and another sought
  
By civil business wealth; one moiling lay
  
Tangled in net of sensual delight,
  
And one to witless indolence resign'd;
  
What time from all these empty things escap'd,
  
With Beatrice, I thus gloriously
  
Was rais'd aloft, and made the guest of heav'n. 
 They of the circle to that point, each one.
  
  Where erst it was, had turn'd; and steady glow'd,
  
  As candle in his socket.  Then within
  
  The lustre, that erewhile bespake me, smiling
  
  With merer gladness, heard I thus begin: 
 "E'en as his beam illumes me, so I look
  
  Into the eternal light, and clearly mark
  
  Thy thoughts, from whence they rise.  Thou art in doubt,
  
  And wouldst, that I should bolt my words afresh
  
  In such plain open phrase, as may be smooth
  
  To thy perception, where I told thee late
  
  That 'well they thrive;' and that 'no second such
  
  Hath risen,' which no small distinction needs. 
 "The providence, that governeth the world,
  
  In depth of counsel by created ken
  
  Unfathomable, to the end that she,
  
  Who with loud cries was 'spous'd in precious blood,
  
  Might keep her footing towards her well-belov'd,
  
  Safe in herself and constant unto him,
  
  Hath two ordain'd, who should on either hand
  
  In chief escort her: one seraphic all
  
  In fervency; for wisdom upon earth,
  
  The other splendour of cherubic light.
  
  I but of one will tell: he tells of both,
  
  Who one commendeth which of them so'er
  
  Be taken: for their deeds were to one end. 
 "Between Tupino, and the wave, that falls
  
  From blest Ubaldo's chosen hill, there hangs
  
  Rich slope of mountain high, whence heat and cold
  
  Are wafted through Perugia's eastern gate:
  
  And Norcera with Gualdo, in its rear
  
  Mourn for their heavy yoke.  Upon that side,
  
  Where it doth break its steepness most, arose
  
  A sun upon the world, as duly this
  
  From Ganges doth: therefore let none, who speak
  
  Of that place, say Ascesi; for its name
  
  Were lamely so deliver'd; but the East,
  
  To call things rightly, be it henceforth styl'd.
  
  He was not yet much distant from his rising,
  
  When his good influence 'gan to bless the earth.
  
  A dame to whom none openeth pleasure's gate
  
  More than to death, was, 'gainst his father's will,
  
  His stripling choice: and he did make her his,
  
  Before the Spiritual court, by nuptial bonds,
  
  And in his father's sight: from day to day,
  
  Then lov'd her more devoutly.  She, bereav'd
  
  Of her first husband, slighted and obscure,
  
  Thousand and hundred years and more, remain'd
  
  Without a single suitor, till he came.
  
  Nor aught avail'd, that, with Amyclas, she
  
  Was found unmov'd at rumour of his voice,
  
  Who shook the world: nor aught her constant boldness
  
  Whereby with Christ she mounted on the cross,
  
  When Mary stay'd beneath.  But not to deal
  
  Thus closely with thee longer, take at large
  
  The rovers' titles—Poverty and Francis.
  
  Their concord and glad looks, wonder and love,
  
  And sweet regard gave birth to holy thoughts,
  
  So much, that venerable Bernard first
  
  Did bare his feet, and, in pursuit of peace
  
  So heavenly, ran, yet deem'd his footing slow.
  
  O hidden riches!  O prolific good!
  
  Egidius bares him next, and next Sylvester,
  
  And follow both the bridegroom; so the bride
  
  Can please them.  Thenceforth goes he on his way,
  
  The father and the master, with his spouse,
  
  And with that family, whom now the cord
  
  Girt humbly: nor did abjectness of heart
  
  Weigh down his eyelids, for that he was son
  
  Of Pietro Bernardone, and by men
  
  In wond'rous sort despis'd.  But royally
  
  His hard intention he to Innocent
  
  Set forth, and from him first receiv'd the seal
  
  On his religion.  Then, when numerous flock'd
  
  The tribe of lowly ones, that trac'd HIS steps,
  
  Whose marvellous life deservedly were sung
  
  In heights empyreal, through Honorius' hand
  
  A second crown, to deck their Guardian's virtues,
  
  Was by the eternal Spirit inwreath'd: and when
  
  He had, through thirst of martyrdom, stood up
  
  In the proud Soldan's presence, and there preach'd
  
  Christ and his followers; but found the race
  
  Unripen'd for conversion: back once more
  
  He hasted (not to intermit his toil),
  
  And reap'd Ausonian lands.  On the hard rock,
  
  'Twixt Arno and the Tyber, he from Christ
  
  Took the last Signet, which his limbs two years
  
  Did carry.  Then the season come, that he,
  
  Who to such good had destin'd him, was pleas'd
  
  T' advance him to the meed, which he had earn'd
  
  By his self-humbling, to his brotherhood,
  
  As their just heritage, he gave in charge
  
  His dearest lady, and enjoin'd their love
  
  And faith to her: and, from her bosom, will'd
  
  His goodly spirit should move forth, returning
  
  To its appointed kingdom, nor would have
  
  His body laid upon another bier. 
 "Think now of one, who were a fit colleague,
  
  To keep the bark of Peter in deep sea
  
  Helm'd to right point; and such our Patriarch was.
  
  Therefore who follow him, as he enjoins,
  
  Thou mayst be certain, take good lading in.
  
  But hunger of new viands tempts his flock,
  
  So that they needs into strange pastures wide
  
  Must spread them: and the more remote from him
  
  The stragglers wander, so much mole they come
  
  Home to the sheep-fold, destitute of milk.
  
  There are of them, in truth, who fear their harm,
  
  And to the shepherd cleave; but these so few,
  
  A little stuff may furnish out their cloaks. 
 "Now, if my words be clear, if thou have ta'en
  
  Good heed, if that, which I have told, recall
  
  To mind, thy wish may be in part fulfill'd:
  
  For thou wilt see the point from whence they split,
  
  Nor miss of the reproof, which that implies,
  
  'That well they thrive not sworn with vanity."' 
  
          
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