Canto XVI

 

Darkness of hell, and of a night deprived

  Of every planet under a poor sky,

  As much as may be tenebrous with cloud,

 

Ne'er made unto my sight so thick a veil,

5  As did that smoke which there enveloped us,

  Nor to the feeling of so rough a texture;

 

For not an eye it suffered to stay open;

  Whereat mine escort, faithful and sagacious,

  Drew near to me and offered me his shoulder.

 

10E'en as a blind man goes behind his guide,

  Lest he should wander, or should strike against

  Aught that may harm or peradventure kill him,

 

So went I through the bitter and foul air,

  Listening unto my Leader, who said only,

15  "Look that from me thou be not separated."

 

Voices I heard, and every one appeared

  To supplicate for peace and misericord

  The Lamb of God who takes away our sins.

 

Still "Agnus Dei" their exordium was;

20  One word there was in all, and metre one,

  So that all harmony appeared among them.

 

"Master," I said, "are spirits those I hear?"

  And he to me: "Thou apprehendest truly,

  And they the knot of anger go unloosing."

 

25"Now who art thou, that cleavest through our smoke

  And art discoursing of us even as though

  Thou didst by calends still divide the time?"

 

After this manner by a voice was spoken;

  Whereon my Master said: "Do thou reply,

30  And ask if on this side the way go upward."

 

And I: "O creature that dost cleanse thyself

  To return beautiful to Him who made thee,

  Thou shalt hear marvels if thou follow me."

 

"Thee will I follow far as is allowed me,"

35  He answered; "and if smoke prevent our seeing,

  Hearing shall keep us joined instead thereof."

 

Thereon began I: "With that swathing band

  Which death unwindeth am I going upward,

  And hither came I through the infernal anguish.

 

40And if God in his grace has me infolded,

  So that he wills that I behold his court

  By method wholly out of modern usage,

 

Conceal not from me who ere death thou wast,

  But tell it me, and tell me if I go

45  Right for the pass, and be thy words our escort."

 

"Lombard was I, and I was Marco called;

  The world I knew, and loved that excellence,

  At which has each one now unbent his bow.

 

For mounting upward, thou art going right."

50  Thus he made answer, and subjoined: "I pray thee

  To pray for me when thou shalt be above."

 

And I to him: "My faith I pledge to thee

  To do what thou dost ask me; but am bursting

  Inly with doubt, unless I rid me of it.

 

55First it was simple, and is now made double

  By thy opinion, which makes certain to me,

  Here and elsewhere, that which I couple with it.

 

The world forsooth is utterly deserted

  By every virtue, as thou tellest me,

60  And with iniquity is big and covered;

 

But I beseech thee point me out the cause,

  That I may see it, and to others show it;

  For one in the heavens, and here below one puts it."

 

A sigh profound, that grief forced into Ai!

65  He first sent forth, and then began he: "Brother,

  The world is blind, and sooth thou comest from it!

 

Ye who are living every cause refer

  Still upward to the heavens, as if all things

  They of necessity moved with themselves.

 

70If this were so, in you would be destroyed

  Free will, nor any justice would there be

  In having joy for good, or grief for evil.

 

The heavens your movements do initiate,

  I say not all; but granting that I say it,

75  Light has been given you for good and evil,

 

And free volition; which, if some fatigue

  In the first battles with the heavens it suffers,

  Afterwards conquers all, if well 'tis nurtured.

 

To greater force and to a better nature,

80  Though free, ye subject are, and that creates

  The mind in you the heavens have not in charge.

 

Hence, if the present world doth go astray,

  In you the cause is, be it sought in you;

  And I therein will now be thy true spy.

 

85Forth from the hand of Him, who fondles it

  Before it is, like to a little girl

  Weeping and laughing in her childish sport,

 

Issues the simple soul, that nothing knows,

  Save that, proceeding from a joyous Maker,

90  Gladly it turns to that which gives it pleasure.

 

Of trivial good at first it tastes the savour;

  Is cheated by it, and runs after it,

  If guide or rein turn not aside its love.

 

Hence it behoved laws for a rein to place,

95  Behoved a king to have, who at the least

  Of the true city should discern the tower.

 

The laws exist, but who sets hand to them?

  No one; because the shepherd who precedes

  Can ruminate, but cleaveth not the hoof;

 

100Wherefore the people that perceives its guide

  Strike only at the good for which it hankers,

  Feeds upon that, and farther seeketh not.

 

Clearly canst thou perceive that evil guidance

  The cause is that has made the world depraved,

105  And not that nature is corrupt in you.

 

Rome, that reformed the world, accustomed was

  Two suns to have, which one road and the other,

  Of God and of the world, made manifest.

 

One has the other quenched, and to the crosier

110  The sword is joined, and ill beseemeth it

  That by main force one with the other go,

 

Because, being joined, one feareth not the other;

  If thou believe not, think upon the grain,

  For by its seed each herb is recognized.

 

115In the land laved by Po and Adige,

  Valour and courtesy used to be found,

  Before that Frederick had his controversy;

 

Now in security can pass that way

  Whoever will abstain, through sense of shame,

120  From speaking with the good, or drawing near them.

 

True, three old men are left, in whom upbraids

  The ancient age the new, and late they deem it

  That God restore them to the better life:

 

Currado da Palazzo, and good Gherardo,

125  And Guido da Castel, who better named is,

  In fashion of the French, the simple Lombard:

 

Say thou henceforward that the Church of Rome,

  Confounding in itself two governments,

  Falls in the mire, and soils itself and burden."

 

130"O Marco mine," I said, "thou reasonest well;

  And now discern I why the sons of Levi

  Have been excluded from the heritage.

 

But what Gherardo is it, who, as sample

  Of a lost race, thou sayest has remained

135  In reprobation of the barbarous age?"

 

"Either thy speech deceives me, or it tempts me,"

  He answered me; "for speaking Tuscan to me,

  It seems of good Gherardo naught thou knowest.

 

By other surname do I know him not,

140  Unless I take it from his daughter Gaia.

  May God be with you, for I come no farther.

 

Behold the dawn, that through the smoke rays out,

  Already whitening; and I must depart —

  Yonder the Angel is — ere he appear."

 

145Thus did he speak, and would no farther hear me.