The Vision, or Hell, Purgatory, and Paradise of Dante Alighieri . the kingdom of the just He needs must share. But sithence she, whose wheel Spins day and night, for him not yet had drawn That yarn, which on the fatal distaff piled, Clotho apportions to each wight that breathes; His soul, that sister is to mine and thine, Not of herself could mount; for not like ours 30 Her ken: whence I, from forth the ample gulf Of hell, was taen, to lead him, and will lead CART H 194 THE VISION OF DANTE [Canto xxi Far as my lore avails. But, if thou know,Instruct us for what cause, the mount erewhileThus sh
The Vision, or Hell, Purgatory, and Paradise of Dante Alighieri . the kingdom of the just He needs must share. But sithence she, whose wheel Spins day and night, for him not yet had drawn That yarn, which on the fatal distaff piled, Clotho apportions to each wight that breathes; His soul, that sister is to mine and thine, Not of herself could mount; for not like ours 30 Her ken: whence I, from forth the ample gulf Of hell, was taen, to lead him, and will lead CART H 194 THE VISION OF DANTE [Canto xxi Far as my lore avails. But, if thou know,Instruct us for what cause, the mount erewhileThus shook, and trembled : wherefore all at onceSeemed shouting, even from his wave-washed foot. That questioning so tallied with my thirst did feel abatement of its edgeEen from expectance. He forthwith replied: In its devotion, nought irregular 40 This mount can witness, or by punctual ruleUnsanctioned ; here from every change exempt,Other than that, which heaven in itselfDoth of itself receive, no influenceCan reach us. Tempest none, shower, hail, or snow,. Hoar frost, or dewy moistness, higher falls Than that brief scale of threefold steps: thick clouds, Nor scudding rack, are ever seen: swift glance Neer lightens ; nor Thaumantian Iris gleams, That yonder often shifts on each side heaven. 50 Vapour adust doth never mount above The highest of the trinal stairs, whereon Peters vicegerent stands. Lower perchance, With various motion rocked, trembles the soil: But here, through wind in earths deep hollow pent, I know not how, yet never trembled : then Trembles, when any spirit feels itself So purified, that it may rise, or move For rising ; and such loud acclaim ensues. Purification, by the will alone, 60 Is proved, that free to change society Lines 33-IIO] PURGATORY 195 Seizes the soul rejoicing in her will. Desire of bliss is present from the first; But strong propension hinders, to that wish By the just ordinance of heaven opposed ; Propension now as eager to fulfil The a
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