Purgatorio: CantoXII
Tocometowardsus; lo, returningis
Fromserviceofthedaythesixthhandmaiden.
Withreverencethineactsandlooksadorn,
Sothathemaydelighttospeedusupward;
Thinkthatthisdaywillneverdawnagain."
Iwasfamiliarwithhisadmonition
Evertolosenotime; soonthistheme
Hecouldnotuntomespeakcovertly.
Towardsuscamethebeingbeautiful
Vestedinwhite, andinhiscountenance
Suchasappearsthetremulousmorningstar.
Hisarmsheopened, andopenedthenhiswings;
"Come," saidhe, "nearathandherearethesteps,
Andeasyfromhenceforthistheascent."
Atthisannouncementfewaretheywhocome!
Ohumancreatures, borntosoaraloft,
Whyfallyethusbeforealittlewind?
Heledusontowheretherockwascleft;
Theresmoteuponmyforeheadwithhiswings,
Thenasafepassagepromiseduntome.
Asontherighthand, toascendthemount
Whereseatedisthechurchthatlordethit
O'erthewell-guided, aboveRubaconte,
Theboldabruptnessoftheascentisbroken
Bystairwaysthatweremadethereintheage
Whenstillweresafetheledgerandthestave,
E'enthusattemperedisthebankwhichfalls
Sheerdownwardfromthesecondcirclethere;
Butonthis, sideandthatthehighrockgraze.
Aswewereturningthitherwardourpersons,
"Beatipauperesspiritu," voices
Sanginsuchwisethatspeechcouldtellitnot.
Ahme! howdifferentaretheseentrances
FromtheInfernal! forwithanthemshere
Oneenters, andbelowwithwildlaments.
Wenowwerehuntingupthesacredstairs,
Anditappearedtomebyfarmoreeasy
Thanontheplainithadappearedbefore.
WhenceI: "MyMaster, say, whatheavything
Hasbeenupliftedfromme, sothathardly

