Capitolo 39
turns on the candles.
He started to the branches lowest and, passing around, it touched them one from
one. Around and around him it went, and taller and taller it shone the
lights as them climbed on the sides tapered of the fir. To the top him
it made to turn on a taller red star, while shining under down on everything. Then
he extinguished the candle, resulted the lamp; and returning to the tree,
puts the heavy end of the candle on the floor and it understood him/it to half road, as
it is probable that one slightly contains a strong personnel.
The room, now illuminated by the shine common of the candles, it revealed
it to be the living room of the house elaborately decorated for the
party in winter. Garlands of Holly hung in the windows; the walls were
garlanded; evergreen branches had hoard above of the frames of window; on
the white lace of curtains of window that very-colored autumn leaves, it pressed
and kept for this night, it looked as if theirs had been blown there
scatteringly from winds of October. The air of the room was heavy with
odors; there was heat in summer him.
In the middle one of the room the tree of same fir, with his/her top it was standing
next to the ceiling and his/her branches they extended toward the four walls of
the room impartially--as symbolically to the four angles of the
earth. It would be the only witness of everybody that you/they were to happen
among them: what you/he/she could be there better that this messenger of
silence and the wild secretiveness? Mountains give and valleys of the planet
its run had reputed out a million generations of men and women;
and the calm of his/her destiny brims through the turbulence of human creature
passion like an ancient spans of bridge a modern river.
To the apex of the tree a star shone. Only under than to the first one
forking some branches a candle burned. A little lowers down a cross
sparkled. Under the cross a white dove hung firm, his/her pinions
extended as if coming down out of the endless one on some
terrestrial object under. From many gods branches the small bells swung.