Paradiso -- Canto XXI
Saturn, Saint Peter Damian
By now my eyes fixed once more on the face
Of my own lady, and with them my mind,
And it withdrew from every other thought.
She did not smile, but, "If I were to smile,"
5 She said to me, "why then you would become
Like Semele when she turned into ashes,
"Because my beauty which, as you have seen,
All up the steps of the eternal palace
Is more inflamed the higher we ascend
10 "So burns that, if it were not tempered here,
Your mortal powers would shatter at its flash,
Just like a branch struck by a lightning bolt.
"We have wafted upward to the seventh splendor
Which underneath the burning Lion’s breast
15 Beams down below now mingling might with might.
"Fasten your mind on where your eyes are fixed
And make them mirrors for the figure which
Within this mirror shall be shown to you."
Whoever will recall how gladly I
20 Pastured my sight upon her blissful face,
When I now turned my thoughts to a new field,
Shall know how deep the joy that I then felt,
In so obeying my celestial guide,
By balancing one side and then the other.
25 Within the crystal, circling round the world,
That bears the name of its beloved leader
During whose rule all wickedness lay dead,
I saw a ladder, glimmering like gold
Lit by a sunbeam, running up so high
30 That my sight could not trace it to the top.
I saw so many splendors stepping down
On all its rungs that I thought every star
In heaven was cascading down from it,
And just as jackdaws at the break of day
35 Through natural instinct fly about together
In order to warm up their frigid feathers,
Then some, without returning, soar away,
Some wheel around to where they started off,
While others stay on circling in the sky:
40 Such flights, it seemed to me, the sparkling swarm
Which gathered all together now performed,
As soon as it had touched a certain rung.
The soul that halted closest to us both
Became so bright that I said in my thought,
45 "I clearly see the love you signal me.
"But she from whom I await the how and when
Of speech and silence, holds her peace, so I,
Against my wishes, do well not to question."
At this, then, she, who saw my silent caution
50 In her vision of Him who sees all things,
Observed to me, "Set free your fervent wish."
And I began, "No merit of my own
Will make me worthy of your answering me,
But for her sake who lets me question you,
55 "O blessed life that lies concealed inside
Your own elation, please reveal to me
The reason you are placed so close to me,
"And tell me why within this wheeling sphere
The sweet symphony of paradise is silent,
60 Which through the spheres below sounds so devoutly."
"You have the sight and hearing of a mortal,"
He answered me; "there is no singing here
For the same reason Beatrice has not smiled.
"Down on the holy ladder’s rungs I stepped
65 So far to offer you warm-hearted welcome
With my talk and the light that mantles me:
"It was not stronger love that made me swifter,
For love as strong or stronger burns up there,
As all these flaming stars declare to you,
70 "But the high charity which makes us prompt
To serve the wisdom governing the world
Assigns us to our place as you perceive."
"I plainly see," I said, "O sacred lamp,
How liberal love is ample in this court
75 For following eternal providence,
"But this is what seems hard for me to grasp:
Why you alone of all your company
Were so selected to perform this office."
I scarcely finished saying this last word
80 When, using its own center as an axis,
The light went whirling round like a fast millstone.
The love from in that midpoint then replied,
"Divine light comes to focus here on me
By piercing through the beams embracing me:
85 "Its power, fusing with my sight, uplifts
My soul so high above itself, I see
The Supreme Being from which it flows out.
"From this sight comes the joy with which I flame,
For as my seeing sharpens, so I match
90 The sharpness of my flame to equal it.
"But that soul who in heaven burns the brightest,
That seraph with his eye most fixed on God,
Could not resolve the question you have asked,
"For what you seek lies hidden down so deep
95 In the abyss of the eternal bidding,
It is cut off from all created vision.
"And when you go back to the mortal world,
Take this news with you, that none may presume
To move his feet toward so profound a goal.
100 "The mind is light here, on earth it is smoke.
Consider, then, how it can do down there
What it cannot do up here with heaven’s help."
His words put such a limit on me that
I left the question and withdrew myself
105 So far as to ask humbly who he was.
"Between the coasts of Italy and not
Too distant from your homeland, peaks rise up
So high that thunder sounds far lower down
"And form a hump that is called Catria,
110 Beneath which lies a sacred hermitage
Once wholly given over to pure worship."
So he began to speak to me a third time,
Then added, "In that cloister I became
So steadfast in the service of our God
115 "That with food seasoned just with olive-juice
Lightheartedly I bore both heat and cold,
Content with thoughtful prayers of contemplation.
"That monastery used to yield a harvest
Of rich abundance to these heavens — now,
120 How bare it has become must soon be shown!
"I was, in that place, Peter Damian,
And Peter the Sinner, in the Abbey of
Our Lady on the Adriatic shore.
"Little was left me of my mortal life
125 When I was called and forced to wear the hat
That’s always handed down from bad to worse.
"Cephas once came, and came the mighty vessel
The Holy Spirit chose, barefoot and lean,
Eating their food at any wayside inn.
130 "Now modern pastors need people to prop
Their heavy bodies, on this side and on that,
With one to lead and one to hold their trains.
"They spread out their fur mantles on their palfreys
So that two beasts trot on beneath one hide.
135 O patience, that you put up with so much!"
With these words I saw more flames stepping down
From rung to rung and whirling while they came,
And every whirl intensified their beauty.
They flocked around this spirit and stood still
140 And lifted up a shout so deep in sound
That nothing heard on earth resembles it.
The thunder dashed me so, I could not grasp it.
