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among guests and family-friends a general unwillingness to move.
"Oh, hang it, girls!" would Arthur say; " the parlor is well enough, all right; let it stay as it is, and let a fellow stay where he can do as he pleases and feels at home "; and to this view of the matter would respond divers of the nice young bachelors who were Arthur's and Tom's aworn friends.
In fact, nobody wanted to stay in
our parlor now. It was a cold, correct, accomplished fact; the household fairies had left it, — and when the fairies leavu a room, nobody ever feels at home in it. No pictures, curtains, no wealth of mirrors, no elegance of lounges, can in the least make up for their absence. They are a capricious little set; there are rooms where they will not stay, and rooms where they will; but no one can ever have a good time without them.
THREE CANTOS OF DANTE'S "PARADISO."
Even as a bird, 'mid the beloved leaves,
Who, that she may behold their longed-for looks
Anticipates the time on open spray
Even thus my Lady standing was, erect
So that beholding her distraught and eager,
But brief the space from one When to the other;
And Beatrice exclaimed: "Behold the hosts
It seemed to me her face was all on flame;
. The lucent substance so intensely clear
Dante is with Beatrice in the eighth circle, that of the fixed >iare. She to gating upwards, watching for the descent of the Triumph of Christ.
Under the meridian, or at noon, the shadows being shorter move slower, and therefore the sun seems leu In but*.
By the beneficent influ ses of the stars.
The old belief that th* stars were fed br the light of the Sub. 80 Mliton, — "Hilher. •• to their founuia,
Repair, and in their gold's uini draw li;hu"
Here the stars are sonta the sun Is Christ.
0 Beatrice, my gentle guide and dear!
She said to me: "That which o'ermasters thee
A virtue is which no one can resist. There are the wisdom and omnipotence
That oped the thoroughfares 'twixt heaven and earth.
For which there erst had been so long a yearning." As fire from out a cloud itself discharges,
Dilating so it finds not room therein,
And down, against its nature, falls to earth, So did my mind, among those aliments
Becoming larger, issue from itself,
And what became of it cannot remember. f
"Open thine eyes, and look at what I am: Beatrice sjx*k».
Thou hast beheld such things, that strong enough
Hast thou become to tolerate my smile."
1 was as one who still retains the feeling
Of a forgotten dream, and who endeavors
In vain to bring it back into his mind, When I this invitation heard, deserving
Of so much gratitude, it never fades
Out of the book that chronicles the past. If at this moment sounded all the tongues
That Polyhymnia and her sisters made n»niutatbunioajait
Most lubrical with their delicious milk, "iftai.
To aid me, to a thousandth of the truth
It would not reach, singing the holy smile,
And how the holy aspect it illumed. And therefore, representing Paradise,
The sacred poem must perforce leap over,
Even as a man who finds his way cut off. But whoso thinketh of the ponderous theme,
And of the mortal shoulder that sustains it,
Should blame it not, if under this it trembles. It is no passage for a little boat , This which goes cleaving the audacious prow,
Nor for a pilot who would spare himself. "Why does my face so much enamor thee,
That to the garden fair thou turnest not,
Which under the rays of Christ is blossoming? There is the rose in which the Word Divine . The mm ts the virgin Ma
Tj > *l 1*1* 17, Rosa nnm'li, Rosa myt
Became mcarnate; there the lilies are „>„; the Lilim sra the Ap«
By whose perfume the good way was selected." "» an'1 other «""S. Thus Beatrice; and I, who to her counsels
Was wholly ready, once again betook me
Unto the battle of the feeble brows.
As in a sunbeam, that unbroken passes **s struRgie between uto
•ye8 and the light.
Through fractured cloud, ere now a meadow of flowers
O thou benignant power that so imprint'st them!
The name of that fair flower I e'er invoke
And when in both mine eyes depicted were
Athwart the heavens descended a bright sheen
Whatever melody most sweetly soundeth
Compared unto the sounding of that lyre
"I am Angelie Love, that circle round
And I shall circle, Lady of Heaven, while
Thus did the circulated melody
Seal itself up; and all the other lights
The regal mantle of the volumes all
Extended over us its inner curve,
So very distant, that its outward show,
Therefore mine eyes did not possess the power
And as a little child, that towards its mother
Each of those gleams of white did upward stretch
Thereafter they remained there in my sight,
Oh, what exuberance is garnered up
There they enjoy and live upon the treasure
"O Company elect to the great supper
If by the grace of God this man foretastes
Direct your mind to his immense desire,
Thus Beatrice; and those enraptured spirits
And as the wheels in works of horologes
So in like manner did those carols, dancing
From that one which I noted of most beauty
And around Beatrice three several times
Therefore the pen skips, and I write it not,
"O holy sister mine, who us implorest
Tims, having stopped, the beatific fire
And she: "O light eterne of the great man
This one examine on points light and grave,
If he loves well, and hopes well, and believes.
But since this kingdom has made citizens
Hunger and thirst after things divine.
The grace of Ood.
The carol was a dance at well ai a song.
St. Peter thrice encircle* Beatrice, lift the An-H Gabriel aid the Virgin Mary in the preceding canto.
Too glaring for painting Bnch delicate draperlcs of King.
St. Peter speaks to Beatrice.
Fixed upon Ood. In are all things reflected.
At baccalaureate arms himself, and speaks not
So did I arm myself with every reason,
"Speak on, good Christian; manifest thyself;
Tlu n turned I round to Beatrice, and she
"May grace, that suffers me to make confession,"
And I continued: "As the truthful pen,
Faith is the substance of the things we hope for,
Then heard I: "Very rightly thou perceivest,
And I thereafterward: "The things profound,
That they exist there only in belief,
And it behooveth us from this belief
Then heard I: "If whatever is acquired
Thus was breathed forth from that enkindled love;
But tell me if thou hast it in thy purse?"
Thereafter issued from the light profound
Whence hadst thou it?" And I: "Tho large outpouring
A syllogism is, which demonstrates it
St. Peter up eak a to Dante
The great Head of Om Church.
In the Scholastic Philosophy, the egfteoce of a thine; distinguishing 1C from aQ other things, wan called Ita
iini-l-/i,-.,: an aUawer to the question, Quid ttt?
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