Canto V

“If in the heat of love I flame upon thee¹Beyond the measure that on earth is seen,So that the valor of thine eyes I vanquish,Marvel thou not thereat; for this proceedsFrom perfect sight, which as it apprehendsTo the good apprehended moves its feet.Well I perceive how is already shiningInto thine intellect the eternal light,That only seen enkindles always love;And if some other thing your love seduce,²’Tis nothing but a vestige of the same,Ill understood, which there is shining through.Thou fain wouldst know if with another serviceFor broken vow can such return be madeAs to secure the soul from further claim.”This Canto thus did Beatrice begin;And, as a man who breaks not off his speech,Continued thus her holy argument:“The greatest gift that in his largess GodCreating made, and unto his own goodnessNearest conformed, and that which he doth prizeMost highly, is the freedom of the will,Wherewith the creatures of intelligenceBoth all and only were and are endowed.³Now wilt thou see, if thence thou reasonest,The high worth of a vow, if it he madeSo that when thou consentest God consents:For, closing between God and man the compact,A sacrifice is of this treasure made,Such as I say, and made by its own act.What can be rendered then as compensation?Think’st thou to make good use of what thou’st offered,With gains ill gotten thou wouldst do good deed.⁴Now art thou certain of the greater point;But because Holy Church in this dispenses,Which seems against the truth which I have shown thee,Behoves thee still to sit awhile at table,Because the solid food which thou hast takenRequireth further aid for thy digestion.Open thy mind to that which I reveal,And fix it there within; for ’tis not knowledge,The having heard without retaining it.In the essence of this sacrifice two thingsConvene together; and the one is thatOf which ’tis made, the other is the agreement.This last for evermore is cancelled notUnless complied with, and concerning thisWith such precision has above been spoken.Therefore it was enjoined upon the HebrewsTo offer still, though sometimes what was offeredMight be commuted, as thou ought’st to know.The other, which is known to thee as matter,⁵May well indeed be such that one errs notIf it for other matter be exchanged.But let none shift the burden on his shoulderAt his arbitrament, without the turningBoth of the white and of the yellow key;⁶And every permutation deem as foolish,If in the substitute the thing relinquished,As the four is in six, be not contained.⁷Therefore whatever thing has so great weightIn value that it drags down every balance,Cannot be satisfied with other spending.Let mortals never take a vow in jest;Be faithful and not blind in doing that,As Jephthah was in his first offering,⁸Whom more beseemed to say, ‘I have done wrong,Than to do worse by keeping; and as foolishThou the great leader of the Greeks wilt find,⁹Whence wept Iphigenia her fair face,¹⁰And made for her both wise and simple weep,Who heard such kind of worship spoken of.’Christians, be ye more serious in your movements;Be ye not like a feather at each wind,And think not every water washes you.Ye have the Old and the New Testament,And the Pastor of the Church who guideth youLet this suffice you unto your salvation.If evil appetite cry aught else to you,Be ye as men, and not as silly sheep,¹¹So that the Jew among you may not mock you.Be ye not as the lamb that doth abandon¹²Its mother’s milk, and frolicsome and simpleCombats at its own pleasure with itself.”Thus Beatrice to me even as I write it;Then all desireful turned herself againTo that part where the world is most alive.¹³Her silence and her change of countenanceSilence imposed upon my eager mind,That had already in advance new questions;And as an arrow that upon the markStrikes ere the bowstring quiet hath become,So did we speed into the second realm.My Lady there so joyful I beheld,As into the brightness of that heaven she entered,¹⁴More luminous thereat the planet grew;And if the star itself was changed and smiled,¹⁵What became I, who by my nature amExceeding mutable in every guise!As, in a fishpond which is pure and tranquil,The fishes draw to that which from withoutComes in such fashion that their food they deem it;So I beheld more than a thousand splendorsDrawing towards us, and in each was heard:“Lo, this is she who shall increase our love.”And as each one was coming unto us,Full of beatitude the shade was seen,By the effulgence clear that issued from it.¹⁶Think, Reader, if what here is just beginningNo farther should proceed, how thou wouldst haveAn agonizing need of knowing more;And of thyself thou’lt see how I from theseWas in desire of hearing their conditions,As they unto mine eyes were manifest.“O thou wellborn, unto whom Grace concedesTo see the thrones of the eternal triumph,Or ever yet the warfare be abandonedWith light that through the whole of heaven is spreadKindled are we, and hence if thou desirestTo know of us, at thine own pleasure sate thee.”Thus by someone among those holy spirits¹⁷Was spoken, and by Beatrice: “Speak, speakSecurely, and believe them even as Gods.”“Well I perceive how thou dost nest thyselfIn thine own light, and drawest it from thine eyes,Because they coruscate when thou dost smile,But know not who thou art, nor why thou hast,Spirit august, thy station in the sphereThat veils itself to men in alien rays.”¹⁸This said I in direction of the lightWhich first had spoken to me; whence it becameBy far more lucent than it was before.Even as the sun, that doth conceal himself¹⁹By too much light, when heat has worn awayThe tempering influence of the vapors dense,By greater rapture thus concealed itselfIn its own radiance the figure saintly,And thus close, close enfolded answered meIn fashion as the following Canto sings.