"Not that fair field Of Enna, where Proserpina gathering flowers, Was gather'd; which cost Ceres all the pain Page 256. (Line 64.) When Venus was enamoured of Adonis.-This blow her son Cupid is said to have inflicted unawares, contrary to his usual custom. See Ovid, Met. x. 125. (80.) "For thou, Lord, hast made me glad through thy works, and I will rejoice in giving praise for the operations of thy hands."-Psalm xcii. 4. Did you know, she says, the song I am singing, your understanding would be cleared, and you would perceive the reason of my smile; viz. the delight I take in beholding the works of God in this terrestrial Paradise. Page 257. (Line 87.) Dante had been informed by Statius that the mountain of Purgatory was subject to no changes such as arise from wind, &c. See xxi. 43. The answer to this question is given, line 97. (91.) God," the supreme Good," is said to delight in himself alone, i.e. in goodness, of which he is the perfection. (93.) Thus Milton, Par. Lost, iii. 96. "Whose fault? Whose but his own? Ingrate! he had of me All he could have: I made him just and right; Sufficient to have stood, though free to fall." (103.) Matelda now proceeds to explain why the leaves of the forest were in motion. Page 259. (Line 141.) "This dream of the poets is one in which our best and purest sensibilities are deeply interested; and to which, though we know it to be a dream, our imaginations delight to recur, when they would turn to the contemplation of spotless innocence, and happiness without alloy, by way of relief from the sickening spectacles of wickedness and misery which we see in the world around us."-Gresswell's Exposition of the Parables, vol. i. p. 442. "I cannot help thinking that the modern commentators on prophecy have reason, when they say that the expectation of the restitution of all things, occupies a much less space in the thoughts of Christians than it ought to do. It is the chief feature of that gospel which was preached to Adam........What Adam was taught to expect, we still look forward to....I speak of a fixed and longing expectation of the sure and fast approaching accomplishment of those promises which announce the final triumph of the Messiah, and the establishment of his reign upon earth....The gate of Eden will once again be unbarred; and the banished ones brought back; and in the mean time, though their path lie through the desert, yet that path is the way of holiness; and in it He will be with them, whose presence can make the wil derness to be glad, and the desert to rejoice and blossom like the rose."-Erskine. Freeness of the Gospel, p. 110, &c. Our poet, it will be seen, considers Eden as the seat of the future Zion. (144.) Thus Milton. Par. Lost, iv. 239. "With mazy error under pendent shades And Ovid. Met. i. 111. "Ver erat æternum, placidique tepentibus auris Flumina jam lactis, jam flumina nectaris ibant." CANTO XXIX. ARGUMENT. THE poet keeps pace with Matelda along the opposite bank of the river Lethe. The forest is illuminated by a sudden flash, and a delicious melody is heard, A procession follows, in which a triumphal car is drawn by a griffon. As though by love inspired-her heavenly lay "Blessed are those whose sins are wash'd away:" And like to nymphs advancing one by one Some to avoid, and some to meet the sun; So she against the river upward went Along the bank; and I with her kept pace,- Not fifty paces had we made our way, When both the banks took such a turn-my face 1 7 Nor had we far at equal distance sped, When in a moment turning round to me, "Look, brother, look, and hear," the lady said. Departs, while this grew more and more intense, A strain, so ravishing to mortal sense, 13 19 It made me Eve's audacity lament ;— 25 Woman alone, and she but just created, 31 O holy Virgins, for your sake if I Have ever suffer'd hunger, watching, cold, Now grant your aid in my necessity. Through me let Helicona pour her springs; And may Urania's choir divine unfold Verse suited to my high imaginings. A little further on I seem'd to view Seven trees of gold, which at such distance lay, But when I came so near, that I could trace (Its lineaments no more obscured by space)— Could hear the strain "Hosanna."-On mine eyes That object fair with more effulgence shone, Than doth the moon, when 'mid the blue serene She walks at midnight in her highest noon. With an admiring and astonish'd gaze I turn'd to Virgil; and the bard replied By look no less o'erburden'd with amaze. These glorious things I then again survey, 37 43 49 55 |