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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Divine Comedy (translated by H.F. Cary) by Dante Alighieri: Bestirring them to dry their feathers chill,
Some speed their way a-field, and homeward some,
Returning, cross their flight, while some abide
And wheel around their airy lodge; so seem'd
That glitterance, wafted on alternate wing,
As upon certain stair it met, and clash'd
Its shining. And one ling'ring near us, wax'd
So bright, that in my thought: said: "The love,
Which this betokens me, admits no doubt."
Unwillingly from question I refrain,
To her, by whom my silence and my speech
The Divine Comedy (translated by H.F. Cary) |
