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Then, a joy to hear and a joy to see,   

               
the spirit added to what first he said

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words so profound I could not understand them.   

               
Nor did he hide his thoughts from me by choice   

               
but by necessity, for his conceptions

42
           
were set beyond our mortal limit.

               
And when his bow of ardent love   

               
relaxed enough to let his speech descend

45
           
down toward the limits of our intellect,

               
the first thing I could understand was:

               
‘May you be blessed, Threefold and One,

48
           
who show such favor to my seed!’   

               
And he went on: ‘That long and welcome craving,

               
derived from reading in the massive book   

   

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where neither black nor white is ever altered,   

               
‘you have satisfied, my son, within this light

               
from which I speak to you by grace of her

54
           
who dressed you out in wings for this high flight.   

               
‘You think your thoughts flow into mine through Him   

               
who is the First, as from the number one   

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will radiate the five and six, if one is known.

               
‘For that reason you do not ask me who I am

               
nor why I seem to you more filled with joy

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than any other in this happy throng.

               
‘And you are right, for the humble and the mighty

               
up here in this life gaze into the mirror

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in which before you think them, thoughts shine clear.

               
‘But, that the sacred love, which keeps me watching

               
with enduring vision and makes me thirst

66
           
with sweet desire, may be more happily fulfilled,

               
‘let your voice resound sure, bold, and joyful,

               
to proclaim the will, proclaim the desire,   

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for which my answer is already set.’

               
I turned to Beatrice, who had heard

               
before I spoke and smiled a sign

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that made my will put forth its wings.   

               
And I began: ‘Love and intelligence,   

               
once the prime Equality appeared to you,   

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then became yours in equal measure,

               
‘since that Sun that lit your way and made you warm

               
distributes both its heat and light so evenly

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that all comparisons fall short.

               
‘But for mortals, as you well know,

               
the will to act and the power to carry through

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have wings that are not feathered equally,   

               
‘so that I, who am mortal, feel in myself

               
this inequality and thus can only offer thanks

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for your paternal welcome with my heart.

               
‘But I implore you, living topaz   

               
set into this priceless ornament,

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that you reward my longing with your name.’   

               
‘O bough of my tree, in whom I have rejoiced   

   

               
even in expectation, I was your root.’

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Such was the preface of his words to me.

               
Then: ‘He from whom your house derives its name   

               
and who for a hundred years and more

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has circled the mountain on its lowest bank

               
‘was your great-grandfather and my son.

               
It is most fitting that you shorten   

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his long and weary labor with your prayers.

               
‘Florence, within the circle of her ancient walls   

               
from which she still hears tierce and nones,

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dwelled then in peace, temperate and chaste.

               
‘No bracelet, no tiara did she wear,   

               
no embroidered gown, no waistband

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more striking to the eye than was its wearer.

               
‘Nor did a newborn daughter make her father fear,   

               
for marriage age and dowry were not yet extreme,

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the one too low, the other one too high.

               
‘No houses then stood uninhabited,   

               
nor had Sardanapalus as yet arrived   

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to show what might be done behind closed doors.

               
‘Not yet did your Uccellatoio surpass   

               
in splendor Montemario but, exceeding

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in its rise, it shall surpass it in its fall.

               
‘I saw Bellincion Berti wear a belt of leather   

               
and plain bone, and saw his lady step back

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from the glass, her face untouched by paint.   

               
‘And I saw one of the Nerli and a del Vecchio   

               
both content with wearing simple, unlined skins,

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their ladies busy with their spindles and their flax.

               
‘O fortunate women! Each knew for certain   

               
where she would be buried, nor was any yet

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forsaken in her bed at France’s call.

               
‘One kept eager watch upon the cradle,   

               
using sounds and words that first delight

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fathers and mothers when they soothe their child.

               
‘Another, while drawing the wool from its spool,   

               
would delight her household with the tales   

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of Troy, Fiesole, and Rome.

               
‘A Cianghella or a Lapo Salterello,   

               
in those days would have caused the same surprise

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as now would Cincinnatus or Cornelia.

               
‘It was to a municipal life so peaceful   

   

               
and so fair, to a citizenry so loyal,

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to so sweet a place to live,

               
‘that Mary gave me when invoked with cries   

               
of childbirth, and in your ancient Baptistry,

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I was at once Cacciaguida and a Christian.

               
‘Moronto was my brother, as was Eliseo.   

               
My wife came from the valley of the Po,   

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and from her you took the surname that you bear.

               
‘Later, I became a partisan of Emperor Conrad,   

               
who girded me to be his knight

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once, with my faithful service, I had won his favor.

               
‘I followed him to oppose the iniquity

               
of that false creed whose people, by the failure

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of your shepherds, usurp your right.

               
‘There was I freed by that foul race   

               
from all the snares of the deceitful world—

               
the love of which corrupts so many souls—

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and came from being martyred to this peace.’

OUTLINE: PARADISO XVI

MARS

1–9
   
Dante’s apostrophe of foolish pride in ancestry
10–12
   
his use of the honorific
voi
13–15
   
Beatrice’s smile like
[Lady of Malehault]
’s cough when she, unobserved, sees
Guinevere
wooing
[Lancelot]
16–21
   
Dante to Cacciaguida: “You are my father”; his joy
22–27
   
Dante’s four questions: (1) who were Your ancestors? (2) when were You a child? (3) how large was Florence then? (4) who were her most worthy citizens?
28–30
   
simile: Cacciaguida is like a coal quickened into flame
31–33
   
Cacciaguida’s fourth “tongue”: earlier vernacular
34–39
   
Cacciaguida answers (2): I was born in 1091
40–45
   
he answers (1): my people were from the heart of town, but let me not speak (with pride) of them
46–51
   
he answers (3): we were only one-fifth of you in number but purer (no taint of
Campi
,
Certaldo
, or
Figline
);
52–57
   
unfortunate that these have settled within city limits,
58–66
   
thus bringing misfortune to the city,
67–72
   
which became too large for its own good, as though it had eaten too much; two similes: blind bull (vs. blind lamb), five swords (vs. a single sword);
73–78
   
if you study the decline of four cities, you will wonder less that individual families suffer similar declines,
79–81
   
for, if death is evident in individuals, it may be perceived as present in cities that still seem alive
82–84
   
simile: as tides ebb and flow so does Florence’s fate;
85–87
   
and so what follows should not be surprising: the decline of the once-great Florentine houses
88–139
   
Cacciaguida answers (4): the great families of Florence
140–144
   
Dante’s apostrophe of
Buondelmonte
145–147
   
Buondelmonte’s body at the feet of the
statue of Mars
148–154
   
Cacciaguida’s ending: good old days before the wars.
PARADISO XVI

               
O insignificant nobility of blood,   

               
if you make us glory in you here below,

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where our affections are ephemeral,

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