Canto XXVIII

are wont to be, May the desire come unto thee to draw Near to this river’s bank,” I said to her, “So much that I might hear what thou art singing. Thou makest me remember where and what Proserpina that moment was when lost Her mother her, and she herself the Spring.” As turns herself, with feet together pressed And to the ground, a lady who is dancing, And hardly puts one foot before the other, On the vermilion and the yellow flowerets She turned towards me, not in other wise Than maiden who her modest eyes casts down; And my entreaties made to be content, So near approaching, that the dulcet sound Came unto me together with its meaning. As soon as she was where the grasses are Bathed by the waters of the beauteous river, To lift her eyes she granted me the boon. I do not think there shone so great a light Under the lids of Venus, when transfixed By her own son, beyond his usual custom! Erect upon the other bank she smiled, Bearing full many colors in her hands, Which that high land produces without seed. Apart three paces did the river make us; But Hellespont, where Xerxes passed across, (A curb still to all human arrogance,) More hatred from Leander did not suffer For rolling between Sestos and Abydos, Than that from me, because it oped not then. “Ye are new-comers; and because I smile,” Began she, “peradventure, in this place Elect to human nature for its nest, Some apprehension keeps you marvelling; But the psalm Delectasti giveth light Which has the power to uncloud your intellect. And thou who foremost art, and didst entreat me, Speak, if thou wouldst hear more; for I came ready To all thy questionings, as far as needful.” “The water,” said I, “and the forest’s sound, Are combating within me my new faith In something which I heard opposed to this.” Whence she: “I will relate how from its cause Proceedeth that which maketh thee to wonder, And purge away the cloud that smites upon thee. The Good Supreme, sole in itself delighting, Created man good, and this goodly place Gave him as hansel of eternal peace. By his default short while he sojourned here; By his default to weeping and to toil He changed his innocent laughter and sweet play. That the disturbance which below is made By exhalations of