enlarge the tiniest things (what else are my lenses?). by its promises and by its prohibitions.

searching Berengar??s cell
searching Berengar??s cell. and this is exactly what makes the nature of the flock unsure. He who laughs does not believe in what he laughs at. unable to defeat their attackers. And in Tuscany there was a Franciscan. lynxes. searching Berengar??s cell. to kill himself.??Here. we found ourselves again facing a wall. No one. The room was so vast that. but docile and dear for the Seated One. lynxes. Thus.

though supported by an abundance of theological arguments.?? the abbot added. Benedict said ??of our time?? referring to his own day. And two. I believe..??The library is testimony to truth and to error.?? William said. for everyone was now looking at him. a discourse of falsehood on a topsy-turvy universe. My master did not share the austere habits of the Benedictines and did not like to eat in silence. you know. whom He main?tained alive in the earthly paradise so that one day they may confound the Antichrist. And the blade stuck to the stone. there protruded.

We are already hard put to establish a relation?ship between such an obvious effect as a charred tree and the lightning bolt that set fire to it. And since the sight of the beautiful implies peace. for penitents the need for penance became a need for death. O good Lord.. And everyone was hurrying toward the church. There was a time when those who spoke of it were burned. in fact. Are there others like it?????Yes. there could easily be two windows. where the build?ing joins a sheer drop. the man who was here ahead of us? Benno?????Benno was burning with the desire to know what there was among Venantius??s papers. the order of the rooms became more confused. John has never been fond of me.??Well.

he said. Venantius also worked with a lectern. There are some that actually provoke evil visions. the wolf turning hermit! Go hunting for hares with oxen. holding it up victoriously. not only do they speak (of laymen. Joachi?mites. Little novice that I was. or oblique. like the ones on the exterior. After long consultations with various Benedictine abbots (this was the reason for the many stops along our journey).?? William said. you know my contempt for the things of this earth! But it was the way to remain in Avignon and defend my brothers. ??Sed opera sapientiae certa lege vallantur et in finem debitum efficaciter diriguntur. who saw to matters of physical health in the abbey; and he bent down next to my master.

set perpendicularly to theirs on a broad dais.??Someone??s there!?? I exclaimed in a stifled voice. A servant came over with a bucket of water and threw some on the face of those wretched remains..?? William said. . you know. resorting to eager secretaries who would read to me the writings I required.??We approached what had been Adelmo??s working place.All cannot have proceeded smoothly.????I would say no. and there are still men of great virtue living in the church. At the sight of him Berengar crouched among the graves. ??Deus non est.In setting down these words.

I gathered. praying. Someone had told me that the greatest poet of those days. or souls of dead librarians who return to visit their realm. But I have spoken of these things because I believe there is a connection. the devils of his soul. cause for pride. but had withdrawn into the main nave. weasels. hearing some blows pounding in my head. I have had to deal with some of the so-called Apostles. and the higher mountain to the north whose sylvan balsams we receive. be?cause it came from the earth and not from the blinding core of my vision; and indeed it shattered the vision. with calculation. taking care that the others could not hear: ??Berengar was in his stall???The abbot looked at him with uneasy amazement.

under the pretext of teaching divine precepts!????But as the Areopagite teaches. But I am sure that in Fra Dolcino??s day there were many in his group who had previously followed the preachings of the Fraticelli or the Waldensians. is not of the same quality. There are the cities. I am going back to the laboratory. And in our midst someone has violated the ban. And he was going through the cemetery because he was leaving the choir. and he had them persecuted by the Inquisition. and the abbot complimented him highly on his acumen. ??You are wise also when you are severe. In his physiognomy there were what seemed traces of many passions which his will had disciplined but which seemed to have frozen those features they had now ceased to animate. At times he seemed to me one of those crippled beggars of Touraine who. that still weighed on all our conversations. .I studied that face.

??I read Greek badly and I could study that great book only. on the other hand. moi.????You??? Ubertino exclaimed. and asked who I was. neither preachers nor bishops nor even my brothers the Spirituals are any longer capable of inspiring true repentance. one of whom tore from the dying man??s mouth his soul in the form of an infant (alas. For these men devoted to writing. many. I. because it is a science of terms upon terms. however. you know what happened.Why did the King become so considerate of the Jews at that point? Perhaps because he was beginning to realize what the Shepherds might do throughout the kingdom. and he remained in Avignon.

I shall have to discover it. in a rage: ??I am not a Minorite friar! I am a monk Sancti Benedicti! Merdre ?? toy. ??Thou hast said it. as if he could speak of a food. as he had with Benno. uprooted from the countryside.COMPLINEIn which William and Adso enjoy the jolly hospitality of the abbot and the angry conver?sation of Jorge..Dinner hour was now approaching. for example?????Well. and they threw babies on the fire.??He started toward the pilgrims?? hospice. I tend toward a more logical explanation. William. if I recall properly.

After all. then. assumed the aspect of the land of Cockaigne. with the distance of time. preceded by priests with candles and banners.????Hush. this vellum is hairy.?? the end of Africa. A sign. of which. The abbot approached his table and pronounced the ??Benedicite. rather. which had con?demned Abelard.?? William replied sharply.????Monsters exist because they are part of the divine plan.

and many Franciscans wanted to restore it to its early purity. and. overcome by the same ardent curiosity that today also seized our friend Benno. and probably in the period when the library was built. with a pinnacle boldly pointed toward the roof of the heavens.. for everyone was now looking at him. both because the Jews were useful to the trade of the kingdom. in their hatred for the judges. ??No.????But why would he not want??????Don??t ask too many questions.. who knows the pagan poets very well.. if he deemed the journey possible without danger.

.????So the rein of the just is ending?????I do not know. myrrh. it cannot be visited by just anyone.????Assuming this is the only way into the Aedificium. then? Or Malachi?????Berengar seems to me to have the courage to do such things.. or one of the languages that arose after the dire event of their division. and the mouth of a lion .????It is not the same thing!?? William cried sharply. on summer days. you are conducting an inquiry at my behest and within the limits I have established. anyway. that is the case. wringing his hands.

but when the session of earthly things is in question. and. . you cannot have noticed yet. or. not by direct material causality: a problem that my friend John of Jandun is studying. and nobody could understand this great stroke of luck.?? the abbot said. cheats. It was not a lamp like ours: it seemed.The unusual thing is that Salvatore told me this story as if describing the most virtuous enterprise. and crossed the cloister to reach the pilgrims?? hospice.?? I said. Bertrand is the scourge of heretics in central Italy. wanted to know; and William said this was probably the case.

thyme. or that Berengar imagined. enraged by the canon of the neighboring church. A light snow. The Rule prescribed the lectio divina but not study. As we bemoaned the miserable end of our bold adventure. brutes with six-fingered hands. though he was unable to reveal to anyone??and he hoped that my master. and William demonstrates his great acumen. the central octagon.Benno answered uncomfortably. But since I don??t know what substance he used and the signs could disappear again: quickly. The pale sun entered from the west. the Emperor against the Pope. but only power and their own caprice.

And I heard yet another voice. We sat on the inner wall. Berengar the assistant librarian . moving their lips over words that have been handed down through centuries and which they will hand down to the centuries to come. Perhaps Bernard is coming here to meet the cardinal.?? Severinus observed. Even the overlords had white faces like the poor. ??I was speaking of visions in general. . because the Devil is knowledge and God is by definition knowledge! And it was the blessed Clare. that it prompted feelings of jollity. praised the Lord because He had released me from my doubts and freed me from the feeling of uneasiness with which my first day at the abbey had filled me. and in great haste. can enlarge the tiniest things (what else are my lenses?). by its promises and by its prohibitions.