4 All the waters, that are purest here on the earth, would seem to have some mixture in them, 30 compared with that which hides nothing, although it moves along dusky under the perpetual shadow, which never 33 lets shine the sun there or moon. With my feet I stood still, and with my eyes I passed to the other side of the streamlet, to gaze 36 at the great variety of the fresh blossoms; and there appeared to me, even as a thing appears suddenly which turns aside 39 through wonder every other thought, a solitary lady, who was going along, singing, and culling flower from flower, 42 wherewith all her path was painted. “Ah, fair Lady, who in the rays of love warmest thyself, if I may trust to looks 45 which are wont to be witnesses of the heart, may the will come to thee to draw forward, said I to her, “toward this stream, 48 so far that I may hear what thou art singing. Thou makest me remember where and what was Proserpine, at the time when her mother lost her, and she the spring.” As turns, with feet close to the ground and to each other, a lady who is dancing, 54 and foot before foot hardly sets,
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