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‘Nathan the prophet, Chrysostom   

   

               
the Metropolitan, Anselm, and that Donatus   

   

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who, to the first art, deigned to set his hand.

               
‘Rabanus is here and, shining at my side,   

               
abbot Joachim of Calabria,   

141
         
who was endowed with prophetic spirit.

               
‘To sing the praises of so great a champion   

               
the ardent courtesy and fitting discourse   

   

               
of Brother Thomas has inspired me   

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and did the same to my companions.’

OUTLINE: PARADISO XIII

THE SUN

1–24
   
the reader is asked to imagine the two circles of souls as belonging to a new constellation, comprised of fifteen stars of the first magnitude, seven from the
Great Bear
, and two from the
Little Bear
, that whirls around Dante in the shape of
Ariadne
’s crown
25–30
   
the souls all sing praises, not of
Bacchus
nor
Apollo,
but of the
Trinity
31–36
   
Thomas
resumes his role as narrator, turning to Dante’s second question:
37–51
   
Thomas says that Dante thinks Thomas has said that Solomon is of superior mind to
Adam
(
Eve
was his rib) and to
Jesus
52–87
   
Thomas clarifies: (1) Adam and Christ indeed have superior natures because they were made by God directly;
88–111
   
(2) among other mortals, he was discussing only kings, and of these Solomon is the wisest because he asked for wisdom
112–123
   
thus, be slow in coming to judgment, being sure to make necessary distinctions, avoiding erroneous opinions,
124–129
   
unlike
Parmenides, Melissus, Bryson; Sabellius, Arius,
130–142
   
and withhold judgment until you really have good grounds, unlike most people, who are fools like
Bertha
and
Martin
.
PARADISO XIII

               
Let him, who would fully understand   

   

               
what I now saw, imagine—and let him, while I speak,   

3
             
hold that image, steady as a rock—

               
fifteen stars that light up various regions

               
of the sky, and with such brightness

6
             
as to overcome the intervening haze.

               
Let him imagine the Wain, nestling   

               
in the bosom of our sky both night and day

9
             
so that its wheeling shaft is never out of sight.

               
Let him imagine the mouth of that horn   

               
descending from the axle’s endpoint

12
           
around which the first wheel revolves,

               
and all these seen together to have formed, up in the sky,   

               
a double constellation, like the ring once formed

15
           
of Minos’ daughter when she felt the chill of death,

               
the rays of one reflected in the other,   

               
with both revolving in such manner

18
           
that one went first and then the other followed.

               
Then he will have, as it were, the shadow   

               
of the true constellation and the double dance

21
           
that wheeled around the point where I now was,

               
for it is as far beyond our understanding   

               
as the speed of the heaven that exceeds all others

24
           
outstrips the muddy stirrings of the Chiana.

               
There they sang the praises not of Bacchus nor of Paean   

               
but praised the divine nature in three Persons,

27
           
and in one Person sang that nature joined with man.

               
Having done the measure of their song and circling dance,   

               
these holy lights turned toward us,

30
           
rejoicing as they passed from task to task.

               
The silence among those holy souls in harmony   

   

               
was broken by the light that had told me

33
         
the wondrous life of the poor man of God.

               
He said: ‘Now that one sheaf is threshed   

               
and its grain now gathered,

36
           
sweet charity bids me thresh the other.

               
‘You believe that, into the side from which   

   

               
the rib was drawn to form the lovely features

39
           
of her whose palate costs the world so dear,

               
‘and into His, pierced by the spear, which gave   

               
such satisfaction for sins, both done or yet to be,

42
           
as outweighs any fault found in the balance,

               
‘all the light that is allowed to human nature   

               
was infused by the very Power

45
           
which made the one and made the other.

               
‘And thus you marvel at what I said before,

               
when I told you that the goodness

48
           
contained in the fifth light never had an equal.

               
‘Open your eyes to the answer I shall give   

               
and you shall find your thoughts and what I say   

51
           
meet at the truth as in the center of a circle.

               
‘That which does not die and that which must   

   

               
are nothing but a bright reflection of that Idea   

54
           
which our Lord, in loving, brings to birth.

               
‘For that living Light, which so streams forth   

               
from its shining Source that it neither parts from it

57
           
nor from the Love that is intrined with them,   

               
‘of its own goodness gathers its own shining,

               
as though it were a mirror, in nine subsistences,   

60
           
and yet eternally endures as one.   

               
‘From that height light descends to the lowest elements,   

               
passing down from act to act, becoming such

63
           
that it produces nothing more than brief contingencies.

               
‘By these contingent things I mean

               
things generated, with seed or without,

66
           
produced by the movements of the heavens.

               
‘Their wax and that which molds it vary so   

               
that, beneath the Idea’s imprint,

69
           
light shines in varying degrees.

               
‘And so it happens that trees of the very same kind

               
bear fruit, some of it better and some of it worse,

72
           
and that you are born with differing talents.

               
‘If the wax were perfectly prepared

               
and the heaven at the height of its power,

75
           
in all its brightness would the seal be seen.

               
‘But nature always fashions it defective,

               
working like the craftsman who, to the practice   

78
           
of his craft, brings an unsteady hand.

               
‘However, if the clear vision of the primal Power   

               
is moved by burning Love and makes of that its seal,

81
           
then all perfection is attained in it.

               
‘In that way was the dust made ready to receive—

               
once—perfection in a living creature,

84
           
in that way was the Virgin made to be with child.

               
‘Thus do I agree with your opinion

               
that human nature never was—nor shall it be—

87
           
what it was in these two creatures.

               
‘Now, if I went no farther,   

               
“How, then, was that other without equal?”

90
           
would be the first words from your mouth.

               
‘But, to make quite clear what still remains obscure,

               
think who he was and what it was that moved him

93
           
to his request when he was bidden “Ask.”

               
‘I did not speak so darkly that you cannot see

               
he was a king and asked for wisdom

96
           
that he might become a worthy king.

               
‘He did not ask to know the number of the angels   

   

               
here above, nor if
necesse
   

99
           
with a contingent ever made
necesse
,

               
‘nor
si est dare primum motum esse,
   

               
nor if in a semicircle a triangle can be formed   

102
         
without its having one right angle.

               
‘Therefore, if you reflect on this and what I said,   

               
kingly prudence is that peerless vision

105
         
on which the arrow of my purpose strikes.

               
‘And if you examine my use of “rose” with open eyes,   

               
you will see that it referred alone to kings—

108
         
of whom there are so many, but the good ones rare.

               
‘Take my words, along with this distinction,   

               
and they can stand alongside your beliefs

111
         
concerning the first father and the One we love.

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