The Battle of Darkness and Light . Джон Мильтон

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      VII. The Valley of Flowers. Negligent Princes.

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      After the gracious and glad salutations

       Had three and four times been reiterated,

       Sordello backward drew and said, "Who are you?"

      "Or ever to this mountain were directed

       The souls deserving to ascend to God,

       My bones were buried by Octavian.

      I am Virgilius; and for no crime else

       Did I lose heaven, than for not having faith;"

       In this wise then my Leader made reply.

      As one who suddenly before him sees

       Something whereat he marvels, who believes

       And yet does not, saying, "It is! it is not!"

      So he appeared; and then bowed down his brow,

       And with humility returned towards him,

       And, where inferiors embrace, embraced him.

      "O glory of the Latians, thou," he said,

       "Through whom our language showed what it could do

       O pride eternal of the place I came from,

      What merit or what grace to me reveals thee?

       If I to hear thy words be worthy, tell me

       If thou dost come from Hell, and from what cloister."

      "Through all the circles of the doleful realm,"

       Responded he, "have I come hitherward;

       Heaven's power impelled me, and with that I come.

      I by not doing, not by doing, lost

       The sight of that high sun which thou desirest,

       And which too late by me was recognized.

      A place there is below not sad with torments,

       But darkness only, where the lamentations

       Have not the sound of wailing, but are sighs.

      There dwell I with the little innocents

       Snatched by the teeth of Death, or ever they

       Were from our human sinfulness exempt.

      There dwell I among those who the three saintly

       Virtues did not put on, and without vice

       The others knew and followed all of them.

      But if thou know and can, some indication

       Give us by which we may the sooner come

       Where Purgatory has its right beginning."

      He answered: "No fixed place has been assigned us;

       'Tis lawful for me to go up and round;

       So far as I can go, as guide I join thee.

      But see already how the day declines,

       And to go up by night we are not able;

       Therefore 'tis well to think of some fair sojourn.

      Souls are there on the right hand here withdrawn;

       If thou permit me I will lead thee to them,

       And thou shalt know them not without delight."

      "How is this?" was the answer; "should one wish

       To mount by night would he prevented be

       By others? or mayhap would not have power?"

      And on the ground the good Sordello drew

       His finger, saying, "See, this line alone

       Thou couldst not pass after the sun is gone;

      Not that aught else would hindrance give, however,

       To going up, save the nocturnal darkness;

       This with the want of power the will perplexes.

      We might indeed therewith return below,

       And, wandering, walk the hillside round about,

       While the horizon holds the day imprisoned."

      Thereon my Lord, as if in wonder, said:

       "Do thou conduct us thither, where thou sayest

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