Purgatorio: CantoX
Butlooktherefixedly, anddisentangle
Bysightwhatcomethunderneaththosestones;
Alreadycanstthouseehoweachisstricken."
OyeproudChristians! wretched, wearyones!
Who, inthevisionofthemindinfirm
Confidencehaveinyourbackslidingsteps,
Doyenotcomprehendthatweareworms,
Borntobringforththeangelicbutterfly
Thatfliethuntojudgmentwithoutscreen?
Whyfloatsaloftyourspirithighinair?
Likeareyeuntoinsectsundeveloped,
Evenastheworminwhomformationfails!
Astosustainaceilingoraroof,
Inplaceofcorbel, oftentimesafigure
Isseentojoinitskneesuntoitsbreast,
Whichmakesoftheunrealrealanguish
Ariseinhimwhoseesit, fashionedthus
BeheldIthose, whenIhadta'engoodheed.
Trueisit, theyweremoreorlessbentdown,
Accordingastheymoreorlesswereladen;
Andhewhohadmostpatienceinhislooks
Weepingdidseemtosay, "Icannomore!"

