Paradiso: Canto XV
Cacciaguida. Florence in the Olden Time.
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Benigna volontade in che si liqua sempre lamor che drittamente spira, come cupidità fa ne la iniqua,
silenzio puose a quella dolce lira,
Come saranno a giusti preghi sorde
Bene è che sanza termine si doglia10
Quale per li seren tranquilli e puri
e pare stella che tramuti loco,
tale dal corno che n destro si stende
né si partì la gemma dal suo nastro,
Sì pïa lombra dAnchise si porse,
«O sanguis meus, o superinfusa
Così quel lume: ond io mattesi a lui;
ché dentro a li occhi suoi ardeva un riso
Indi, a udire e a veder giocondo,
né per elezïon mi si nascose,40
E quando larco de lardente affetto
la prima cosa che per me sintese,
E seguì: «Grato e lontano digiuno,
solvuto hai, figlio, dentro a questo lume
Tu credi che a me tuo pensier mei
e però chio mi sia e perch io paia
Tu credi l vero; ché i minori e grandi
ma perché l sacro amore in che io veglio
la voce tua sicura, balda e lieta
Io mi volsi a Beatrice, e quella udio70
Poi cominciai così: «Laffetto e l senno,
però che l sol che vallumò e arse,
Ma voglia e argomento ne mortali,
ond io, che son mortal, mi sento in questa
Ben supplico io a te, vivo topazio
«O fronda mia in che io compiacemmi
Poscia mi disse: «Quel da cui si dice
mio figlio fu e tuo bisavol fue:
Fiorenza dentro da la cerchia antica,
Non avea catenella, non corona,100
Non faceva, nascendo, ancor paura
Non avea case di famiglia vòte;
Non era vinto ancora Montemalo
Bellincion Berti vid io andar cinto
e vidi quel di Nerli e quel del Vecchio
Oh fortunate! ciascuna era certa
Luna vegghiava a studio de la culla,
laltra, traendo a la rocca la chioma,
Saria tenuta allor tal maraviglia
A così riposato, a così bello130
Maria mi diè, chiamata in alte grida;
Moronto fu mio frate ed Eliseo;
Poi seguitai lo mperador Currado;
Dietro li andai incontro a la nequizia
Quivi fu io da quella gente turpa e venni dal martiro a questa pace».
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A will benign, in which reveals itself Ever the love that righteously inspires, As in the iniquitous, cupidity,
Silence imposed upon that dulcet lyre,
How unto just entreaties shall be deaf
'Tis well that without end he should lament,10
As through the pure and tranquil evening air
And seems to be a star that changeth place,
So from the horn that to the right extends
Nor was the gem dissevered from its ribbon,
Thus piteous did Anchises' shade reach forward,
"O sanguis meus, O superinfusa
Thus that effulgence; whence I gave it heed;
For in her eyes was burning such a smile
Then, pleasant to the hearing and the sight,
Nor did it hide itself from me by choice,40
And when the bow of burning sympathy
The first thing that was understood by me
And it continued: "Hunger long and grateful,
Thou hast appeased, my son, within this light
Thou thinkest that to me thy thought doth pass
And therefore who I am thou askest not,
Thou think'st the truth; because the small and great
But that the sacred love, in which I watch
Now let thy voice secure and frank and glad
To Beatrice I turned me, and she heard70
Then in this wise began I: "Love and knowledge,
For in the Sun, which lighted you and burned
But among mortals will and argument,
Whence I, who mortal am, feel in myself
Truly do I entreat thee, living topaz!
"O leaf of mine, in whom I pleasure took
Then said to me: "That one from whom is named
A son of mine and thy great-grandsire was;
Florence, within the ancient boundary
No golden chain she had, nor coronal,100
Not yet the daughter at her birth struck fear
No houses had she void of families,
Not yet surpassed had Montemalo been
Bellincion Berti saw I go begirt
And him of Nerli saw, and him of Vecchio,
O fortunate women! and each one was certain
One o'er the cradle kept her studious watch,
Another, drawing tresses from her distaff,
As great a marvel then would have been held
To such a quiet, such a beautiful130
Did Mary give me, with loud cries invoked,
Moronto was my brother, and Eliseo;
I followed afterward the Emperor Conrad,
I followed in his train against that law's
There by that execrable race was I And came from martyrdom unto this peace."
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