internal regulations like other religious bodies.' Of the two here introduced, one, Loderingo di Liandolo, was the founder of the Order, an adherent of the Ghibelline, as Catalano de' Malavolti was of the Guelfic faction. These two were chosen as arbiters by the Florentines, to mediate between the factions which disquieted their city; but instead of acting with the impartiality with which their Order was credited, they secretly pursued their own advantage, and united in oppressing the Ghibellines, who were compelled to retire from the city. The foremost place among these latter was occupied by the Uberti, the family of Farinata, whose ardent partisanship our readers will remember was depicted in the tenth Canto: and it was their house in the Via del Gardingo, near the old custom-house, which was plundered and destroyed in 1266, with the connivance of the two arbiters. The introduction of Caiaphas and the other members of the Sanhedrim is singularly unexpected and abrupt, but in itself very effective; the difference of the character of the punishment inflicted, seeming to mark a deeper sin in their hypocrisy than that of the others condemned to this gulf. Dante has adopted this expedient before in the second and third divisions of the seventh circle; and we shall meet with a special instance of it also, hereafter, in the circle of the traitors. The explanations already given will be sufficient to enable our readers to understand the cause of Virgil's disgust at hearing that the bridge, by which he had intended to cross the gulf, before the pursuit of the devils compelled him to descend into it, was nothing but an impassable ruin. THE INFERNO.-CANTO XXIII. SILENT, alone, companionless, one leading The present strife had turned to Esop's fable My thoughts within me, where he maketh mention Now and at present have no less dissension 'Are foiled, and that with insults and with losses 10 Even then I felt my hair with terror grievous Stand all on end, and looked behind attentive, 20 Hide thee and me; I tremble, such incentive Have those keen fiends; behind us they are hieing, Within. Thy thoughts but now with mine were twined So like in act and feature and nativity, That I one counsel made of both combined. If this right bank in gradual declivity Slope down, then we to the other gulf descended Shall safe elude their mischievous activity.' Scarce he the statement of his plan had ended, When I beheld them in full hope of catching, Come, not far distant, with their wings extended. Quickly thereat the Master seized me, matching 30 That mother's act, who at the sound awaketh And sees flames round her kindle close; then snatching 40 Her child, she flees and never rests, but taketh O'er the precipitous cliff himself he throweth, To turn a land-mill's wheel, when onwards moved As in that border space the Master proved, Scarcely his feet the infernal floor were nearing, 50 For that high ruling Wisdom, which contrived That they should hold the fifth gulf in their keeping, Faint in appearance, and o'ercome with weeping. Mantles they had, with cowls before their faces Drawn low; which of the selfsame pattern seemed As that which on her monks Cologna places. 60 Gilded they were without, and dazzling gleamed; That Frederick's to compare would chaff be deemed. Then to the left hand yet again we turned Along with them, their plaints of sadness heeding; So slow they came, that we while onwards pressing Then, Couldst thou find,' I said, my guide addressing, Called after us, 'O stay your feet untired Ye who so hasten through the air embrowned; Perchance of me thy wish may be acquired.' 70 Then turned my guide, and Stay awhile' exhorted, 80 ' And then move forwards at the pace desired.' Then stopping two I saw whose mien reported. The eager soul that hasted to outstride me, Which yet the strait path and their burden thwarted. When they at last came up, askance they eyed me Of the sad hypocrites hast thyself addressed, 'But who are ye, whose eyes such woe deliver 90 As I behold, wherewith your visage reeketh? What pain is this, whose spark so fierce doth quiver?' 'Ah me, the gilt cowls,' one in answer speaketh, 100 'Are lead, so heavy that their burden smothers The wretched balance which beneath them creaketh. We were Bologna's children, joyous brothers, I Catalan, he Loderingo named, Together taken by thy land, as others Oft have been singly chosen, and proclaimed Sole guardians of the peace; and how we plied Our trade around Gardingo yet is famed.' Then I, 'O friars, your evils-' but replied And puffed his tangled beard apart with sighing; Was ware, and said, 'That pierced one thou art eying From all that pass sure proof ere this how lightly Likewise, and others of the council yonder, That for the Jews did scatter seed so wretched.' Thus abjectly upon the cross extended, Of arch; this ruin for your ascent availeth, 'Much at Bologna,' said the friar replying, 'Of the devil's sins I heard; among them hearing That he was a liar, and the father of lying.' Thereat my guide, some mark of anger bearing Upon his face, with great steps onwards moved; And I myself from those oppressed ones tearing Followed the traces of his feet beloved. (To be continued.) 110 120 130 140 THE FINDING OF THE TRUE CROSS. (MAY 3RD.) O THOU True Cross! from whence arose True Cross! from thee the prayer arose For every cruel enemy, For mocking word and furious blow; True Cross! from thee, for thou art high, I see a distant country lie Blue hills enclose the peaceful vales, And perfect quietude prevails And for my pains there is a price, A promise of that Paradise. True Cross! thine arms stretch very wide, Within them all our hearts abide; Our homely cares for Christ's dear sake New tenderness and honour take, And His last blessing lives and moves About the purest of our loves. True Cross! and found to be most true By hearts pierced oftenest through and through, The blankness of my dumb despair Hath silenced even the voice of prayer: Behold my speechless agony; My God, hast Thou forsaken me? True Cross from thee my panting lip Longs greatly for some honied sip, But all my drops of comfort are As bitter gall and vinegar; And I, though faint, may not refuse The draught my Master deigned to choose. |