O ye proud Christians! wretched, weary ones! In place of corbel, oftentimes a figure Arise in him who sees it; fashioned thus Beheld I those, when I had ta'en good heed. True is it, they were more or less bent down, According as they more or less were laden; And he who had most patience in his looks Weeping did seem to say, "I can no more!" Line 127. Why floats aloft your spirit high in air? 125 130 135 CANTO XI "OUR Father, thou who dwellest in the heavens, To render thanks to thy sweet effluence. For unto it we cannot of ourselves, If it come not, with all our intellect. Even as thine own Angels of their will Make sacrifice to thee, Hosanna singing, Withouten which in this rough wilderness This last petition verily, dear Lord, Not for ourselves is made, who need it not, Those shades imploring, went beneath a weight 15 20 25 |