Canto XXXII
St. Bernard points out the Saints in the White Rose.
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Absorbed in his delight, that contemplator     Assumed the willing office of a teacher,     And gave beginning to these holy words:

“The wound that Mary closed up and anointed,     She at her feet who is so beautiful,     She is the one who opened it and pierced it.

Within that order which the third seats make     Is seated Rachel, lower than the other,     With Beatrice, in manner as thou seest.

Sarah, Rebecca, Judith, and her who was     Ancestress of the Singer, who for dole     Of the misdeed said, ‘Miserere mei,’

Canst thou behold from seat to seat descending     Down in gradation, as with each one’s name     I through the Rose go down from leaf to leaf.

And downward from the seventh row, even as     Above the same, succeed the Hebrew women,     Dividing all the tresses of the flower;

Because, according to the view which Faith     In Christ had taken, these are the partition     By which the sacred stairways are divided.

Upon this side, where perfect is the flower     With each one of its petals, seated are     Those who believed in Christ who was to come.

Upon the other side, where intersected     With vacant spaces are the semicircles,     Are those who looked to Christ already come.

And as, upon this side, the glorious seat     Of the Lady of Heaven, and the other seats     Below it, such a great division make,

So opposite doth that of the great John,     Who, ever holy, desert and martyrdom     Endured, and afterwards two years in Hell.

And under him thus to divide were chosen     Francis, and Benedict, and Augustine,     And down to us the rest from round to round.

Behold now the high providence divine;     For one and other aspect of the Faith     In equal measure shall this garden fill.

And know that downward from that rank which cleaves     Midway the sequence of the two divisions,     Not by their proper merit are they seated;

But by another’s under fixed conditions;     For these are spirits one and all assoiled     Before they any true election had.

Well canst thou recognise it in their faces,     And also in their voices puerile,     If thou regard them well and hearken to them.

Now doubtest thou, and doubting thou art silent;     But I will loosen for thee the strong bond     In which thy subtile fancies hold thee fast.

Within the amplitude of this domain     No casual point can possibly find place,     No more than sadness can, or thirst, or hunger;

For by eternal law has been established     Whatever thou beholdest, so that closely     The ring is fitted to the finger here.

And therefore are these people, festinate     Unto true life, not ‘sine causa’ here     More and less excellent among themselves.

The King, by means of whom this realm reposes     In so great love and in so great delight     That no will ventureth to ask for more,

In his own joyous aspect every mind     Creating, at his pleasure dowers with grace     Diversely; and let here the effect suffice.

And this is clearly and expressly noted     For you in Holy Scripture, in those twins     Who in their mother had their anger roused.

According to the colour of the hair,     Therefore, with such a grace the light supreme     Consenteth that they worthily be crowned.

Without, then, any merit of their deeds,     Stationed are they in different gradations,     Differing only in their first acuteness.

’Tis true that in the early centuries,     With innocence, to work out their salvation     Sufficient was the faith of parents only.

After the earlier ages were completed,     Behoved it that the males by circumcision     Unto their innocent wings should virtue add;

But after that the time of grace had come     Without the baptism absolute of Christ,     Such innocence below there was retained.

Look now into the face that unto Christ     Hath most resemblance; for its brightness only     Is able to prepare thee to see Christ.”

On her did I behold so great a gladness     Rain down, borne onward in the holy minds     Created through that altitude to fly,

That whatsoever I had seen before     Did not suspend me in such admiration,     Nor show me such similitude of God.

And the same Love that first descended there,     “Ave Maria, gratia plena,” singing,     In front of her his wings expanded wide.

Unto the canticle divine responded     From every part the court beatified,     So that each sight became serener for it.

“O holy father, who for me endurest     To be below here, leaving the sweet place     In which thou sittest by eternal lot,

Who is the Angel that with so much joy     Into the eyes is looking of our Queen,     Enamoured so that he seems made of fire?”

Thus I again recourse had to the teaching     Of that one who delighted him in Mary     As doth the star of morning in the sun.

And he to me: “Such gallantry and grace     As there can be in Angel and in soul,     All is in him; and thus we fain would have it;

Because he is the one who bore the palm     Down unto Mary, when the Son of God     To take our burden on himself decreed.

But now come onward with thine eyes, as I     Speaking shall go, and note the great patricians     Of this most just and merciful of empires.

Those two that sit above there most enrapture     As being very near unto Augusta,     Are as it were the two roots of this Rose.

He who upon the left is near her placed     The father is, by whose audacious taste     The human species so much bitter tastes.

Upon the right thou seest that ancient father     Of Holy Church, into whose keeping Christ     The keys committed of this lovely flower.

And he who all the evil days beheld,     Before his death, of her the beauteous bride     Who with the spear and with the nails was won,

Beside him sits, and by the other rests     That leader under whom on manna lived     The people ingrate, fickle, and stiff-necked.

Opposite Peter seest thou Anna seated,     So well content to look upon her daughter,     Her eyes she moves not while she sings Hosanna.

And opposite the eldest household father     Lucia sits, she who thy Lady moved     When to rush downward thou didst bend thy brows.

But since the moments of thy vision fly,     Here will we make full stop, as a good tailor     Who makes the gown according to his cloth,

And unto the first Love will turn our eyes,     That looking upon Him thou penetrate     As far as possible through his effulgence.

Truly, lest peradventure thou recede,     Moving thy wings believing to advance,     By prayer behoves it that grace be obtained;

Grace from that one who has the power to aid thee;     And thou shalt follow me with thy affection     That from my words thy heart turn not aside.”

And he began this holy orison.

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Canto XXXIII
Prayer to the Virgin. The Threefold Circle of the Trinity. Mystery of the Divine and Human Nature.
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