Chapter 29

Purgatorio, XXXAND LO! A VOICE—“COME, SPOUSE FROM LEBANON,”AS THOUGH FROM HEAVENLY MESSENGER .... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .“O BLESSED THOU WHO COMEST,” THEY ALL CRIED;“SCATTER WE LILIES WITH UNSPARING HAND”;. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .E’EN SO, ENCOMPASSED IN A CLOUD OF FLOWERS,WHICH UPWARD BY ANGELIC HANDS WERE FLUNG,AND ALL ABOUT THE CHARIOT FELL IN SHOWERS—IN VEIL OF WHITE, WITH OLIVE CHAPLET BOUND,A MAID APPEARED BENEATH A MANTLE GREEN,WITH HUE OF LIVING FLAME ENROBED AROUND.AND NOW MY SPIRIT (WHICH FOR MANY A DAY,UNUSED TO FEEL HER PRESENCE) ...FELT, THOUGH SHE WAS NOT FULLY MANIFEST, ...HOW STRONG THE LOVE THAT ERST MY SOUL POSSESSED.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .“YES, I AM BEATRICE; REGARD ME WELL:—AND HAS THOUGH DEIGNED AT LAST TO ASCEND THE MOUNT,WHERE JOYS UNSPEAKABLE FOREVER DWELL?”

Purgatorio, XXX

AND LO! A VOICE—“COME, SPOUSE FROM LEBANON,”AS THOUGH FROM HEAVENLY MESSENGER .... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .“O BLESSED THOU WHO COMEST,” THEY ALL CRIED;“SCATTER WE LILIES WITH UNSPARING HAND”;. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .E’EN SO, ENCOMPASSED IN A CLOUD OF FLOWERS,WHICH UPWARD BY ANGELIC HANDS WERE FLUNG,AND ALL ABOUT THE CHARIOT FELL IN SHOWERS—IN VEIL OF WHITE, WITH OLIVE CHAPLET BOUND,A MAID APPEARED BENEATH A MANTLE GREEN,WITH HUE OF LIVING FLAME ENROBED AROUND.AND NOW MY SPIRIT (WHICH FOR MANY A DAY,UNUSED TO FEEL HER PRESENCE) ...FELT, THOUGH SHE WAS NOT FULLY MANIFEST, ...HOW STRONG THE LOVE THAT ERST MY SOUL POSSESSED.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .“YES, I AM BEATRICE; REGARD ME WELL:—AND HAS THOUGH DEIGNED AT LAST TO ASCEND THE MOUNT,WHERE JOYS UNSPEAKABLE FOREVER DWELL?”

AND LO! A VOICE—“COME, SPOUSE FROM LEBANON,”AS THOUGH FROM HEAVENLY MESSENGER .... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .“O BLESSED THOU WHO COMEST,” THEY ALL CRIED;“SCATTER WE LILIES WITH UNSPARING HAND”;. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .E’EN SO, ENCOMPASSED IN A CLOUD OF FLOWERS,WHICH UPWARD BY ANGELIC HANDS WERE FLUNG,AND ALL ABOUT THE CHARIOT FELL IN SHOWERS—IN VEIL OF WHITE, WITH OLIVE CHAPLET BOUND,A MAID APPEARED BENEATH A MANTLE GREEN,WITH HUE OF LIVING FLAME ENROBED AROUND.AND NOW MY SPIRIT (WHICH FOR MANY A DAY,UNUSED TO FEEL HER PRESENCE) ...FELT, THOUGH SHE WAS NOT FULLY MANIFEST, ...HOW STRONG THE LOVE THAT ERST MY SOUL POSSESSED.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .“YES, I AM BEATRICE; REGARD ME WELL:—AND HAS THOUGH DEIGNED AT LAST TO ASCEND THE MOUNT,WHERE JOYS UNSPEAKABLE FOREVER DWELL?”

AND LO! A VOICE—“COME, SPOUSE FROM LEBANON,”AS THOUGH FROM HEAVENLY MESSENGER .... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .“O BLESSED THOU WHO COMEST,” THEY ALL CRIED;“SCATTER WE LILIES WITH UNSPARING HAND”;. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .E’EN SO, ENCOMPASSED IN A CLOUD OF FLOWERS,WHICH UPWARD BY ANGELIC HANDS WERE FLUNG,AND ALL ABOUT THE CHARIOT FELL IN SHOWERS—IN VEIL OF WHITE, WITH OLIVE CHAPLET BOUND,A MAID APPEARED BENEATH A MANTLE GREEN,WITH HUE OF LIVING FLAME ENROBED AROUND.AND NOW MY SPIRIT (WHICH FOR MANY A DAY,UNUSED TO FEEL HER PRESENCE) ...FELT, THOUGH SHE WAS NOT FULLY MANIFEST, ...HOW STRONG THE LOVE THAT ERST MY SOUL POSSESSED.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .“YES, I AM BEATRICE; REGARD ME WELL:—AND HAS THOUGH DEIGNED AT LAST TO ASCEND THE MOUNT,WHERE JOYS UNSPEAKABLE FOREVER DWELL?”

AND LO! A VOICE—“COME, SPOUSE FROM LEBANON,”

AS THOUGH FROM HEAVENLY MESSENGER ...

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

“O BLESSED THOU WHO COMEST,” THEY ALL CRIED;

“SCATTER WE LILIES WITH UNSPARING HAND”;

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

E’EN SO, ENCOMPASSED IN A CLOUD OF FLOWERS,

WHICH UPWARD BY ANGELIC HANDS WERE FLUNG,

AND ALL ABOUT THE CHARIOT FELL IN SHOWERS—

IN VEIL OF WHITE, WITH OLIVE CHAPLET BOUND,

A MAID APPEARED BENEATH A MANTLE GREEN,

WITH HUE OF LIVING FLAME ENROBED AROUND.

AND NOW MY SPIRIT (WHICH FOR MANY A DAY,

UNUSED TO FEEL HER PRESENCE) ...

FELT, THOUGH SHE WAS NOT FULLY MANIFEST, ...

HOW STRONG THE LOVE THAT ERST MY SOUL POSSESSED.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

“YES, I AM BEATRICE; REGARD ME WELL:—

AND HAS THOUGH DEIGNED AT LAST TO ASCEND THE MOUNT,

WHERE JOYS UNSPEAKABLE FOREVER DWELL?”

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Original Illustration

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