Canto IX

From sire so vile that he is given to Mars. A generated nature its own way Would always make like its progenitors, If Providence divine were not triumphant. Now that which was behind thee is before thee; But that thou know that I with thee am pleased, With a corollary will I mantle thee. Evermore nature, if it fortune find Discordant to it, like each other seed Out of its region, maketh evil thrift; 1370 And if the world below would fix its mind On the foundation which is laid by nature, Pursuing that, ’twould have the people good. But you unto religion wrench aside 1371 Him who was born to gird him with the sword, And make a king of him who is for sermons; Therefore your footsteps wander from the road.”

Cunizza, Folco of Marseilles, and Rahab.

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