Translated by Henry Francis Cary
Selections from “The Divine Comedy”
Purgatory: Canto XXVII.
NOW was the sun so stationed, as when first
His early radiance quivers on the heights,
Where streamed his Maker’s blood; while Libra hangs
Above Hesperian Ebro; and new fires,
Meridian, flash on Ganges’ yellow tide.
  So day was sinking, when...