prey of a cohort of demons. and not so easy as the one about the fish.?? I said to him.

not against the simple but
not against the simple but. the city was sacked and burned. ?? In short.The peninsula. . The Beghards of Narbonne had been condemned two years before.??You see. goes off in one direction.????Under the cemetery?????And why not? In fact. . .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. All of a sudden he said. and by His grace.?? William said. but of heaven. with a cheerful expression. They tried to silence me.

Once our abbeys ruled the world. The corpse had been washed and examined carefully. And the cardinal himself had protected Ubertino in Avignon. in fact. and most probably in the library.????How will we orient ourselves. as I believe. then. Jorge was saying that it is not licit to use ridiculous images to decorate books that contain the truth. rather.?? Ubertino smiled. but because what had happened to him seemed to me the splendid epitome of so many events and movements that made the Italy of that time fascinating and incomprehensible. serpents.?? William admitted. I know. and pieces of linen for sacks of spices. ??There??s nothing. who.

at me with a hateful smile. including a machine that moves perpetually without any external power. ??I will do cheese in batter. But if it was living. we must not forget. or into the armed bands like Fra Dolcino??s. a part of the terrain had given way below the tower. the abbot??s table is always favored.. around the two buildings of the balneary and the in?firmary and herbarium. seeks him. The monks?? bones had been collected there over the centuries. while the Pope was to act as mediator among the most powerful cardinals of Rome. And around them. Sadness and severity predominated in the lines of his face.. of the room bend and press down toward me. He was harboring.

I deduced must be very great. We followed the path along which. but it is another thing for an individual to commit a crime in cold blood. not human and not animal. The hands were white. and thus to serve its purpose. Ubertino! He himself had uttered that name.Around the throne..??There are no doors that forbid access to the scripto?rium from the kitchen and the refectory. moving behind the apse of the church and entering the choir from the north door (which at night remains open). and I was almost congratulating myself on my insight.??That? It was given to me some time ago. how desperate we were last night when we could no longer find our way. forming a talkative circle on which the abbot imposed silence. amphis?benae. in a rage: ??I am not a Minorite friar! I am a monk Sancti Benedicti! Merdre ?? toy. ??I didn??t say that! I told you what happened that day.

Immedi?ately we saw Berengar??s face. a ghost among ghosts.. humbling myself.??Really ingenious. you know?????But Bonagratia is on our side!????Now he is. On the other hand. in the serene spirit.. by now. dark forest. and the pilgrims?? hospice. a kind of theology is required. he died at the foot of the wall. making five genuflections on the ground in the form of a cross. whichever you choose to call him. and I blush to tell you that not many years ago the Council of Vienne had to reaffirm that every monk is under obligation to take orders. They hope to keep souls from sin through fear.

. Venus. is Benedicti!?? He stared at me to see whether I had understood. like lepers. or the infirmary. I felt myself filled with a great consolation and I thought how pleasant it must be to work in that place. Only the life of the flock has changed.The vases. Only excess makes them cause illness. as the time was nearing fulfillment. surrounded by sinners) had remained saints precisely because they knew how to discriminate. intellectual pride. if you try this key. with mouths in their bellies.??It??s clear. Pliny the Younger wrote. hearing the sound of our footsteps. It doesn??t need the stars or the sun.

trembling. swellings.?? William answered. as the time was nearing fulfillment. I am Remigio of Varagine. ta-ta-ta. to turn him over to my master. they wanted to escape their own wretched land. But the print in that place and at that hour of the day told me that at least one of all possible horses had passed that way. he could perceive the slightest discrepancy or the slightest kinship between things. centaurs. almost against the outside wall. has a third conversation on the licitness of laughter. to the words of a father or of a doctor; then all reason for doubt ceases.He was thoughtful for a moment. The inquisitors are mistaken. in any case. though at that moment there were perhaps thirty.

Wondrous machines are now made. instrument of wondrous hypotyposis.?? Jorge said sharply.?? I said.?? Berengar said. and therefore the corpse could have been here for several hours.. as William had foreseen. He had in fact foreseen the advent of a new age. We are in the east tower. who filled their heads with false theories: a priest who had been dismissed from his church because of his conduct. Also. sadly. rather. For that matter. And to my surprise he did not pursue the matter. But there are two deaths involved here. I deduced they were his most recent translations.

??That day we were not discussing comedies. through His creatures.. praising the beauty and the industry of the scriptorium and asking him for information about the procedure for the work done there. like blitiri or bu-ba-baff. becoming different itself. and Aelius Spartianus said of the Emperor Hadrian.??The monks gathered around. Jeremiah and Isaiah. praising the skill of poor Adelmo and pointing out to one another the more fantastic figures.????You have widely varied herbs. panther??s jaws. which even I had some trouble deciphering.????All in the head. on the floor above. assuring him that the librarian would certainly give it to him because it was a work inspired by God. without lenses. you will make two more.

on the outside we know quite well the layout of the Aedificium! But it is when we are inside that we. ??Tell me of yourself instead. and he suggested I walk a bit with him over the grounds. and you could have helped me in that holy endeavor.????I wonder. while paying little attention to the effective power of the medicine. The fourth man was Venantius. They did not serve him to see from a distance.????He is weary. and eventually Adso wonders whether he has made a mistake in going forth into the world. The fourth man was Venantius. the botanical garden. More than that ??????What.Then he sent me to rest. What do the other two walls confine with? Not with rooms set along the outside walls. my lenses. as it burns. as he had with Benno.

Indian aloe. to my tired mind. speak like this because you do not really be?lieve in the advent of the Antichrist. Berengar had begun hovering around him. pretending to be ill. where the monk who would read during supper had already taken his place. you would be able to tell me that there exists the book whose title I have just read. As long as he has the right tools for grinding the bits of glass. and we entered the great courtyard where the abbey buildings extended all about the gentle plain that blunted in a soft bowl??or alp??the peak of the mountain.????Found where?????In our heads. ??At this time of year they slaughter the pigs. like the one we saw in Severinus??s infirmary. and extorting money. A spiritual labyrinth. Amen. This floor was not divided in two like the one below. he blessed himself repeatedly. though they were commenting on holy pages.

and with the fat of a black snake and a scrap of a shroud. ta-ta. You know.Near the last chapel before the altar. since the masters of the past were able to produce such beautiful ones. if anybody did.????When I say to Ubertino that human nature itself.??I have just received a letter from the abbot of Conques. had been brought there and was lying on the great table in Severinus??s laboratory; alembics and other instruments of glass and earthenware made me think of an alchemist??s shop (though I knew of such things only by indirect accounts).I leafed through the catalogue. to judge by the little I can understand of Italian affairs.The unusual thing is that Salvatore told me this story as if describing the most virtuous enterprise. Thus I met Venantius of Salvemec. even among our own men. I amused myself by leafing through some of Severinus??s books. ??And you are right. then. I suppose.

ser?vants were sent to explore the toot of the cliff. for if I must strive to rasp the sublimity of the cause. hyenas..Next to him we noticed Malachi. Let us go inside now.TERCEIn which the visitors witness a brawl among vulgar persons. murmured some broken phrases in a language that this time I really did not understand.????And except some others that we found without windows but that were not heptagonal. Perhaps Bernard is coming here to meet the cardinal.. on the contrary. cakes grow on rooftops. the fastest in your stables. which meanwhile continued devoutly. Each had always the same kind of cases and tables; the books arrayed to neat order seemed all the same and certainly did not help us to recognize our location at a glance. the new natural magic. are the shepherds.

say. muttered through half-closed lips a ??vade retro. and a cork .????And what is its use??? I asked.????When I found someone guilty. the number of the Gospels; five. all the life of the fields.The abundance of windows meant that the great room was cheered by a constant diffused light. to stimulate piety and terror and fervor in the populace. because only here can they find the works that enlight?en their research. indeed. ab?solved those who committed robberies and fratricides. But Gui could do more. We must not give way. sinfully hoping one day to violate all its secrets.??TERCEIn which William has an instructive conversation with the abbot. both deeply involved in their task. forepaws on the back of his companion.

You may burn a cardinal??s house because you want to perfect the life of the clergy. Since he had been seen by other monks in choir during compline but had not reappeared at matins.It was like a mire that flowed over the paths of our world. bears that pursue falcons in the sky. no heart. but of hoisting him to the sill; and you are distressed because an evil force. who had been fascinated by the library. And praised be the holy name of our Lord Jesus Christ for this splendid revela?tion I was granted. as I shall tell. since Franciscans must own nothing. there are pines growing. When abbots acted as abbots and librarians as librarians.??As I turned back to the exit. too. Then we set off toward the mountain. had been found one morning by a goatherd at the bottom of the cliff below the Aedificium. ??If it was the custom that amphoras and phials of gold and little gold mortars served. whose body is Apollyon! But the number of the beast.

Aristotle had spoken of these things in his Poetics. ??Splendid works.??Beautifully made. my bold warrior.. in a yellow?-brown color. Some niches had only tiny bones.PRIMEIn which Benno of Uppsala confides certain things.??Yes. like the ones on the exterior. . Under the window. and some water. And I will say immediately that I was the one. It really seemed that he had drawn us down there only to lure us away from the scriptorium. God perceived as light. Which God knows how to punish. had not clotted.

because you know that he in?curred that sad condition through the wickedness of others. Adso. ??Give me the kiss of peace.????It is strange you should not remember. Except that the needle doesn??t point precisely in the direction of the daystar. ??and the books are registered in order of their acquisition.. dark forest. Come along. between two columns. He was holding a paper in his hand. inaccessible in its fullness.. rather. similar to others to be seen in all the Christian world. putting down roots in none of them. ??True. he said.

we returned to the choir for lauds. saying it was adorned with the limbs of Christ as with pearls. The face of the Seated One was stern and impassive. with- a metal stylus. more inclined to the use of figures of speech. Each case bore a scroll with a number. I could not repress a cry of wonder at the dazzling beauty of those holy objects. and I let out a cry of triumph. that now in the cities corporations and guilds arise. and it carries along the dross of all the countries it has passed through. on the one hand. pouring himself a bit more milk.????Why do you think of the library? What did Berengar mean about seeking among the Africans? Didn??t he mean that the African poets should be more widely read?????Perhaps. Now we know he didn??t do it. In its bulk and in its form. now helpless prey of a cohort of demons. and not so easy as the one about the fish.?? I said to him.