Not in mine eyes alone is Paradise.” Even as sometimes here do we behold The affection in the look, if it be such That all the soul is wrapt away by it, So, by the flaming of the effulgence holy To which I turned, I recognized therein The wish of speaking to me somewhat farther. And it began: “In this fifth resting-place Upon the tree that liveth by its summit, 1687 And aye bears fruit, and never loses leaf, Are blessed spirits that below, ere yet They came to Heaven, were of such great renown That every Muse therewith would affluent be. Therefore look thou upon the cross’s horns; He whom I now shall name will there enact What doth within a cloud its own swift fire.” I saw athwart the Cross a splendor drawn By naming Joshua, (even as he did it,) 1688 Nor noted I the word before the deed; And at the name of the great Maccabee 1689 I saw another move itself revolving,