1315 This little planet doth adorn itself 1316 With the good spirits that have active been, That fame and honor might come after them; 1317 And whensoever the desires mount thither, Thus deviating, must perforce the rays Of the true love less vividly mount upward. But in commensuration of our wages With our desert is portion of our joy, Because we see them neither less nor greater. Herein doth living Justice sweeten so 1318 Affection in us, that for evermore It cannot warp to any iniquity. Voices diverse make up sweet melodies; So in this life of ours the seats diverse Render sweet harmony among these spheres; And in the compass of this present pearl Shineth the sheen of Romeo, of whom 1319 The grand and beauteous work was ill rewarded. But the Provençals who against him wrought,