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Purgatorio: CantoIX

Firstwiththewhite, andafterwiththeyellow,

Pliedhethedoor, sothatIwascontent.

"Wheneverfailetheitherofthesekeys

Sothatitturnnotrightlyinthelock,"

Hesaidtous, "thisentrancedothnotopen.

Morepreciousoneis, buttheotherneeds

Moreartandintellectereitunlock,

Foritisthatwhichdoththeknotunloose.

FromPeterIhavethem; andhebademeerr

Ratherinopeningthaninkeepingshut,

Ifpeoplebutfalldownbeforemyfeet."

Thenpushedtheportalsofthesacreddoor,

Exclaiming: "Enter; butIgiveyouwarning

Thatforthreturnswhoeverlooksbehind."

Andwhenupontheirhingeswereturnedround

Theswivelsofthatconsecratedgate,

Whichareofmetal, massiveandsonorous,

Roarednotsoloud, norsodiscordantseemed

Tarpeia, whenwasta'enfromitthegood

Metellus, whereforemeagreitremained.

Atthefirstthunder-pealIturnedattentive,

And "TeDeumlaudamus" seemedtohear

Invoicesmingledwithsweetmelody.

Exactlysuchanimagerenderedme

ThatwhichIheard, aswearewonttocatch,

Whenpeoplesingingwiththeorganstand;

Fornowwehear, andnowhearnot, thewords.

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