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- ‘Then Love said : “Now shall all things
be made clear :
- Come and behold our lady where she lies.”
- These ’wildering fantasies
- Then carried me to see my lady dead.
- Even as I there was led,
- Her ladies with a veil were covering her
- And with her was such very humbleness
- That she appeared to say, I am at peace.’
Dante: ‘
Vita Nuova.’
The subject of the picture is drawn from the ‘ Vita Nuova’ of Dante, the
autobiography of his earlier life. It
embodies his dream on the day of the
death of Beatrice Portinari; in which,
after many portents and omens, he is led
by Love himself to the bedside of
his dead lady, and sees other ladies covering
her with a veil as she lies in
death. The scene is a chamber of dreams, where
Beatrice is seen lying on a
couch recessed in the wall, as if just fallen back in
death. The winged and
glowing figure of Love (the pilgrim Love of the
Vita
Nuova
, wearing the scallop-shell on his shoulder,) leads by the hand Dante,
who
walks conscious but absorbed, as in sleep. In his other hand Love
carries his
arrow pointed at the dreamer's heart, and with it a branch of
apple-blossom, which
may figure forth the love here consummated in
death,—a blossom plucked before
the coming of fruit. As he
reaches the bier, Love bends for a moment over
Beatrice with the kiss which
her lover has never given her; while the two dream-
ladies hold the pall
full of may bloom suspended for an instant before it covers
her face for
ever. These two green-clad women look fixedly on the dreamer as
if they
might not speak, with saddened but not hopeless eyes.
The chamber of dreams is strewn with poppies; and on either side of
the
recessed couch two open passages lead to staircases, one upward one
downward.
In these staircases are seen flying two birds, of the same glowing
hue as the
figure of Love,—the emblems of his presence filling the
house. In these openings,
and above where the roof also lies open, bells are
seen tolling for the dead; and
beyond in the distance is the outer world of
reality—the City of Florence, which,
as Dante says,
‘sat solitary’ for his lady's death.
Over all, the angels float up-
wards, as in his dream,
‘having a little cloud in front of
them;’—a cloud to
which is given some
semblance of the beatified Beatrice.
D. G. R.