Since o'er the sun was never eye could go. I, though I call on genius, art, and practice,Ĭannot so tell that it could be imagined īelieve one can, and let him long to see it. How lucent in herself must she have been! 40Īnd what was in the sun, wherein I entered, That not by time her action is expressed, Of a first thought is conscious ere it come Where each time earlier he presents himself With that part which above is called to mindĬonjoined, along the spirals was revolving, Who with the power of heaven the world imprintsĪnd measures with his light the time for us, 30 That theme whereof I have been made the scribe. I've set before thee henceforth feed thyself, 25 If thou wouldst jocund be instead of weary. In thought pursuing that which is foretasted, Remain now, Reader, still upon thy bench, Were the departure, much would wanting be 20 If from the straight line distant more or less Much virtue in the heavens would be in vain,

To satisfy the world that calls upon them 15Īnd if their pathway were not thus inflected,

The oblique circle, which conveys the planets, That never doth his eye depart therefrom.īehold how from that point goes branching off That Master's art, who in himself so loves it Where the one motion on the other strikes,Īnd there begin to contemplate with joy 10 With me thy vision straight unto that part Lift up then, Reader, to the lofty wheels With so much order made, there can be none 5

Which each of them eternally breathes forth,

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