So steadfast and attentive were mine eyes 1147 In satisfying their decennial thirst, 1148 That all my other senses were extinct, And upon this side and on that they had Walls of indifference, so the holy smile Drew them unto itself with the old net; When forcibly my sight was turned away Towards my left hand by those goddesses, Because I heard from them a “Too intently!” And that condition of the sight which is 1149 In eyes but lately smitten by the sun Bereft me of my vision some short while; But to the less when sight reshaped itself, I say the less in reference to the greater Splendor from which perforce I had withdrawn, I saw upon its right wing wheeled about The glorious host returning with the sun And with the sevenfold flames upon their faces. As underneath its shields, to save itself, A squadron turns, and with its banner wheels, Before the whole thereof can change its front,