• Translation:⁠— So pleases me your courteous demand, I cannot and I will not hide me from you. I am Arnaut, who weep and singing go; Contrite I see the folly of the past, And joyous see the hoped-for day before me. Therefore do I implore you, by that power Which guides you to the summit of the stairs, Be mindful to assuage my suffering! ↩
• The description of the Seventh and last Circle continued. Cowley, “Hymn to Light”:⁠— “Say from what golden quivers of the sky Do all thy winged arrows fly?” ↩
• When the sun is rising at Jerusalem, it is setting on the Mountain of Purgatory; it is midnight in Spain, with Libra in the meridian, and noon in India. “A great labyrinth of words and things,” says Venturi, “meaning only that the sun was setting!” and this time the “ dolce pedagogo ” Biagioli lets him escape without the usual reprimand. ↩
• Matthew 5:8:⁠— “Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.” ↩
• With the hands clasped and turned palm downwards, and the body straightened backward in attitude of resistance. ↩
• Inferno XVII . ↩