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+===== Introdução a Plotino (7) =====
+If such then is the decision of Longinus concerning the abilities and writings of this extraordinary man; of Longinus, who is celebrated by one of our first poets, as " inspired by all the Nine ; " and whose literary reputation is universal; what judgement must we form of the philosophic taste of the present age, when we find that the very name of Plotinus is known but to a few, and his works scarcely to any ? The inference is obvious; let the reader draw it and lament. But, says Porphyry, if it be requisite to employ the testimony of the wise, who is wiser than a God ? than a God who truly said of himself:
+" The sands' amount, the measures of the sea,\\
+Tho' vast the number, are well known to me.\\
+I know the thoughts within the dumb conceal'd,\\
+And words I hear by language unreveal'd."\\
+And this is no other than Apollo, who, when Amelius inquired of his oracle whither the soul of Plotinus had migrated, answered as follows:
+" To strains immortal full of heav'nly fire,\\
+My harp I tune well strung with vocal wire ;\\
+Dear to divinity a friend I praise,\\
+"Who claims those notes a God alone can raise.\\
+For him a God in verse mellifluous sings,\\
+And beats with golden rod the Avarbling strings.\\
+Be present Muses, and with general voice\\
+And all the poAvers of harmony rejoice;\\
+Let all the measures of your art be try'd\\
+In rapt'rous sounds, as when Achilles dy'd.\\
+When Homer's melody the band inspir'd,\\
+And god-like furies every bosom fird.\\
+And lo ! the sacred choir of Muses join,\\
+And in one general hymn their notes combine.\\
+I Phoebus in the midst, to whom belong\\
+The sacred pow'rs of verse, begin the song.\\
+Genius sublime ! once bound in mortal ties,\\
+A daemon now and more than mortals wise.\\
+Freed from those members that with deadly weight\\
+And stormy whirl enchain'd thy soul of late;\\
+O'er Life's rough ocean thou hast gain'd that shore,\\
+Where storms molest and change impairs no more;\\
+And struggling thro' its deeps with vig'rous mind,\\
+Pass'd the dark stream, and left base souls behind.\\
+Plac'd where no darkness ever can obscure,\\
+Where nothing enters sensual and impure;\\
+Where shines eternal God's unclouded ray,\\
+And gilds the realms of intellectual day.\\
+Oft merg'd in matter, by strong leaps you try'd\\
+To bound aloft, and cast its folds aside;\\
+To shun the bitter stream of sanguine life,\\
+Its whirls of sorrow, and its storm of strife.\\
+While in the middle of its boist'rous waves\\
+Thy soul robust, the deep's deaf tumult braves;\\
+Oft beaming from the Gods thy piercing sight\\
+Beheld in paths oblique a sacred light:\\
+Whence rapt from sense with energy divine,\\
+Before thine eyes immortal splendours shine;\\
+Whose plenteous rays in darkness most profound,\\
+Thy steps directed and ilium in'd round.\\
+Nor was the vision like the dreams of sleep,\\
+But seen while vigilant you brave the deep;\\
+While from your eyes you shake the gloom of night,\\
+The glorious prospects burst upon your sight;\\
+Prospects beheld but rarely by the wise,\\
+Tho' men divine and fav'rites of the skies.\\
+But now set free from the lethargic folds,\\
+By which th' indignant soul dark matter holds;\\
+The natal bonds deserted, now you soar,\\
+And rank with daemon forms a man no more.\\
+In that blest realm where love and friendship reign,\\
+And pleasures ever dwell unmixt with pain;\\
+Where streams ambrosial in immortal course\\
+Irriguous flow, from deity their source.\\
+No dark'ning clouds those happy skies assail,\\
+And the calm aether knows no stormy gale.\\
+Supremely blest thy lofty soul abides,\\
+Where Minos and his brother judge presides;\\
+Just Aeacus and Plato the divine,\\
+And fair Pythag'ras there exalted shine;\\
+With other souls who form the general choir\\
+Of love immortal, and of pure desire;\\
+And who one common station are assign'd,\\
+With genii of the most exalted kind.\\
+Thrice happy thou! who, life's long labours past,\\
+With holy daemons dost reside at last;\\
+From body loosen'd and from cares at rest,\\
+Thy life most stable, and divine thy feast.\\
+Now ev'ry Muse who for Plotinus sings,\\
+Here cease with me to tune the vocal strings;\\
+For thus my golden harp, with art divine,\\
+Has told — Plotinus! endless bliss is thine."\\
+" According to this oracle then," says Porphyry, " Plotinus was worthy and mild, gentle and endearing, and such as we truly found him to be. It also asserts that he was vigilant, that he had a pure soul, and that he was always tending to divinity, which he most ardently loved. Likewise that he endeavoured with all his might to emerge from the bitter waters of this sanguine life.   Hence, when by the assistance of this divine light he had frequently raised himself by his conceptions to the first God who is beyond intellect , and by employing for this purpose the paths narrated by Plato in the Banquet, the supreme divinity appeared to him, who has neither any form nor idea, but is established above intellect and every intelligible ; to whom also I Porphyry say that I once approached, and was united, when I was sixty-eight years of age. The mark, therefore, at which all his endeavours aimed, appeared to Plotinus to be near. For the end and scope with him consisted in approximating and being united to the God who is above all things. But he four times obtained this end while I was with him, and this by an ineffable energy, and not in capacity. The oracle also adds, that while Plotinus was wandering (on the sea of life) the Gods frequently directed him into the right path, by benignantly extending to him abundant rays of divine light; so that he may be said to have composed his works from the contemplation and intuition of divinity, But from a vigilant internal and external contemplation, he is said by the oracle to have seen many beautiful spectacles, which no other philosopher has easily beheld. For merely human contemplation may indeed have various degrees of excellence, but when compared with divine knowledge, though it may be elegant and pleasing, yet cannot fathom a depth, such as is penetrated by the Gods. Hitherto the oracle has shown what were the energies of Plotinus, and what he obtained, while surrounded with body. But after his liberation from body, it declares that he arrived at the divine society, where friendship, pure desire, joy and love, suspended from deity, perpetually reign. Besides this, it also says that the sons of God, Minos, Rhadamanthus, and Aeacus, are the judges of souls; and that Plotinus departed to these, not for the purpose of receiving their decisions of his conduct, but to enjoy their conversation, with whom also other Gods of the most excellent kind associate. It further says that Plato and Pythagoras likewise reside here, together with such other souls as stably form the choir of immortal love; and that the most blessed daemons have here fixed their abode. And in the last place it adds, that the life of this divine society is ever flourishing, and full of joy, and perseveres in perpetuity of bliss through the beneficent communications of the Gods."