In mortal body, so I love thee free; Therefore I stop; but wherefore goest thou?” “My own Casella! to return once more 556 There where I am, I make this journey,” said I; “But how from thee has so much time be taken?” And he to me: “No outrage has been done me, If he who takes both when and whom he pleases Has many times denied to me this passage, For of a righteous will his own is made. He, sooth to say, for three months past has taken 557 Whoever wished to enter with all peace; Whence I, who now had turned unto that shore 558 Where salt the waters of the Tiber grow, Benignantly by him have been received. 559 Unto that outlet now his wing is pointed, Because for evermore assemble there Those who tow’rds Acheron do not descend.” And I: “If some new law take not from thee Memory or practice of the song of love, Which used to quiet in me all my longings,