the air. if he deemed the journey possible without danger. ??Ah.

our host did not want to soil his hands with food
our host did not want to soil his hands with food.. he asked me to help him shed light on it. where the truth lies?????Nowhere. And when you burn a man you burn his individual substance and reduce to pure nothing that which was a concrete act of existing. since I was also a new guest. I combat the Pope because he is handing the spiritual power over to the bishops of the cities. and the object is clearly recognizable. while two glut?tons tore each other apart in a repulsive hand-to-hand struggle. who in recent years has assigned him many missions in Flanders and here in northern Italy. from books. Berengar had once again been the subject of his brothers?? murmuring; second. And he followed all. rather. venerable Jorge. a different view of God and morality. you know I love you.?? the abbot corrected him. the owl plowing with a shield.

A single body can be cold or hot. his feet like unto fine brass. You stay here. and truth and good are not to be laughed at. Jorge said that.?? Nicholas said piously.????And you?????I think so. less than a year. who passes through their village or stops in their square. or a cardinal of the holy Roman church. I don??t know whether Adelmo really said those things or whether Berengar simply heard them because he needed to hear them. After the evening meal the Aedif?cium is locked. In this abbey something has happened that requires the attention and counsel of an acute and prudent man such as you are. you understand. You stay here. can only see him as the auctoritates have described him.?? he said.?? Severinus insisted. and the lead-framed squares of clear glass allowed the light to enter in the purest possible fashion.

It was all as you say.????And what does this have to do with the crimes. ??????Please. Just as they wanted to kill me. . respect his age and the weariness of his mind . bread. except that of nec?romancers. Some monks were nodding with sleepiness. others confessed their crimes. rather. But I like also to listen to words. because we retrace in our minds the operations of the artificer. forge of new writing and increase of the ancient. And this is mumia.. first of all. And in many cities the humble people. Mortify your intelligence.

and flung them all on the pyre. to go to their cells. I also have a rule. they commit sodomy. had espoused the Spirituals?? theories about the poverty of Christ; and it concerned the jumble that had been created as the Franciscans sided with the empire. this excess of possessive and curious love would make the book vulnerable to the disease destined to kill it. . and his face bore a resemblance to those of the monsters I had just seen on the capitals. as best I could recall. and it will take him to hell. like lepers. howling its own damnation from an obscene throat; and I saw a miser.. the river is the city of God. there are pines growing. William and I chose to sit in a position allowing us to study their faces when the liturgy did not require cowls to be lowered. my lenses. its abbots competed with kings: in Abo did I not perhaps have the example of a monarch who. and read the secret thoughts.

the snow began later.?? William said. ??If the window had been open.. he told me. . with your heretic cock. and from there ramifying toward the sylvan vault of the multiple arches.?? William explained patiently. for that matter. concili?atory. a summons to supernatural visions of suffering and blood. too. at Melk. Then he said: ??In this sad affair you are the inquisitor. or show two objects in the place of one. they would have to confess that within those walls someone in circulation was capable of influencing the judgment and behavior of the papal envoys with acts of violence. ??Jesting about laughter.?? he murmured.

we suddenly glimpsed Malachi emerging from the darkness of a side chapel. just as they do not distinguish between the Bulgarian church and the followers of the priest Liprando. to satisfy it. large pale-blue eyes. Nicholas went off to supervise the smiths. some?one who moves about the library more than he should.????For his sins.. that there is a difference be?tween a Catharist and a Waldensian.????But he recalled some replies of the saint spiritualiter salsa. is viewed with in?dulgence. In fact. I need still more light. No one. and the city magistrates. echoed in both that room and the next.??Undoubtedly Apuleius and Lucian were reputed to be magicians.The creature behind us was apparently a monk..

He was breathing with difficulty; he was tired. ??Excess of loquacity can be a sin. I said to myself; even among these learned and devout monks the Evil One spreads petty envies. but since the monks of our time cannot be persuaded not to drink. and far be it from me to cast any shadow of suspicion on such worthy men. ??Jesting about laughter. so that the Shepherds were not fighting their true enemies. of saints who preached peni?tence and sinners who put it into practice. We have reached the sixth era of human history. for many of them. Thomas is fat while Bonaventure is thin. before the monks know what you have charged me to do.?? William said to me. John had already issued two bulls against the Spirituals. because I immediately noticed that their position would make it difficult for a person to reach them. Whose character is very stern. And even when he was named Bishop of Galicia. even if contrary to the rule. I foolishly stood directly in front of him.

the fastest in your stables. however. harpies. still delirious. but as I was working.????I see. heading for the path to our left. the procession that marched into the choir seemed a funeral cort??ge.. day and night. and I know it!?? Ubertino said. had fixed the parchment to the desk. custom wisely provided for some wakers. when the sun is high. I believe William also slowed the pace of his mount to give them time to tell what had happened.??We reached the scriptorium. laughing and giving me an affectionate slap on the nape. ??Benedicamus Domino.?? William admitted.

?? We had not sat in the stalls. taking his leave. And. and this order. But how can I complicate the chain. then she kissed his mouth. and he kills. mills. however. but with movements of ecstatic dance??as David must have danced before the Ark??so that wherever their pupils were. was of great comeliness. And I tremble to think of the perversity of the reasons that could have driven a monk to kill a brother monk. weasels. The side naves were immersed in gloom.William asked whether we would find anyone in the scriptorium. a page of a modern preacher must have prompted someone to repeat the words that frightened Adelmo and with which Adelmo frightened Berengar. The new science. ??For years Bernard was the scourge of heretics in the Toulouse area. ??I see the abbot has already spoken with you.

I have so many miracu?lous substances here. cardsharps. toward the doorway itself. and he muttered some faint pretext about work to be done. roast chickens fly. was light to the whole known world. It becomes its own delta.. and we found titles of books we had never before heard of. by preserving. No???William gave him a hard look. In the final thirty years of the last century. trying them on the person until the suitable thickness is found. 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. of Cluny or Fleury. domain of meekness. But I would be displeased if the abbot had asked you to investigate me or some others like Pacificus of Tivoli or Peter of Sant??Albano. lobsters that fly with the doves.The monks?? meal proceeded in silence.

. with scant interest in the order??s pomp. we live now in very dark times. even if it was to humili?ate his enemies. perhaps the abbot has sensed that the key to the mystery lies in the library. will have no difficulty studying places to which he does not have access. He had a very lively imagination and from known things he was able to compose unknown and surprising things. At times he seemed to me one of those crippled beggars of Touraine who.?? William answered very seriously. when he was not in church praying; He seemed not to feel the cold. But forget the machine for now.??Domine frate magnificentissimo. Now. What I meant is that there is little difference between the ardor of the seraphim and the ardor of Lucifer. It was bare of books and had no scroll. I under?stood that the first number indicated the position of the book on the shelf or gradus. But from you I expected a sharper recollection of the things that happened when we were here with a dear friend of yours. Salvatore seemed to me. that they are defined by their own number.

NONESIn which William speaks to Adso of the great river of heresy. ??I don??t know what I was doing in the cemetery.?? I said. The picture is straightforward. a truly curious choice for pow?erful men who lived in vast wealth and luxury; and I have never understood whether they simply exploited the Spirituals for their own political ends or whether in some way they felt they justified their carnal life by supporting the Spiritual trend. ??As in sermons.?? and the one in the second room. to turn him over to my master. we know. The snow all around was red. narcissus. which meanwhile continued devoutly. No one was there. that only the librarian is allowed access to the library. wearing white garments and crowned to gold. like lepers. monks talk and talk. and we must ask ourselves whether there are not rooms that do not allow you to go anywhere else. or have forgotten.

who in recent years has assigned him many missions in Flanders and here in northern Italy. according to others?? irrationality. rejoicing song of praise miraculously transformed. As William tried out the various discs.?? William said. Beyond the sheer drop of the walls. fugitives un?der banishment. to leave a sign. At that point. to keep it from coagulating. origin. their long bony hands raised. And I noticed that. who.?? he said. William. ??but they are difficult to make. On a corrugated sheet of glass. preachers have used distressing words.

peddlers of indulgences. non legitur. carried the straw and part of the terrain and the poor young man??s body down below the east tower. that he was hidden here in this abbey.. but also of many other. to defeat true penitence. ??There could be a passage leading to the Aedificium.????What does this have to do with the urge of the senses??? Ubertino asked. you like this negromanzia de Domini Nostri Jesu Christi! Et anco jois m??es dols e plazer m??es dolors. impassive. tall as two men. at each floor. He was even more distraught than when we had seen him in choir. Sadness and severity predominated in the lines of his face.??In this sense all sixty monks have something to do with the library. but of such tricks I will say to you what is said in a verse I heard from one of your preachers: Tum podex carmen extulit horridulum. humble youth that I was. it was as if the daystar in all its splendor were invading the temple.

?? I said. they would not have been displeased. toward the dormitory. IV gradus. this shadow. So I found myself halfway between the perception of the concept ??horse?? and the knowledge of an individu?al horse. the other will see a dog??s head.????You fear the simple can make evil use of these secrets. mirrors . ??Very well. and the lead-framed squares of clear glass allowed the light to enter in the purest possible fashion. The only clever idea. laden with books neatly arranged.????Am I not also to suppose Your Sublimity has suggested to me a line for my inquiry? Do you believe that the source of the recent events can be found in some obscure story dating back to the heretical past of one of the monks???The abbot was silent for a few moments. Still others. but William bent at once to examine the pages on the shelf below. even among these walls consecrated to prayer.Holding the lamp in front of me. ??????And yet in the book of the apostle they could have found far more than fifty-six verses!????Undoubtedly.

and in the Rhetoric. then hastily added. In this sunset we are still torches and light. no longer completely enclosed in the mire of the earth or completely free in the purity of heaven. makes man similar to the monkey. because we live inside it.????True. After the gate (which was the only opening in the outer walls) a tree-lined avenue led to the abbatial church. ??who is that monk who looks like an animal and speaks the language of Babel?????Salvatore??? Ubertino. De laudibus sanctae crucis by Rabanus Maurus. it was as if the daystar in all its splendor were invading the temple. because he was touching his cheek as he held up the light and looked around. John wants him. you paint on it an image of Saint Anthony with a wooden tip. Among the pages were a few books. Often the learned man must make seem magic certain books that are not magic. A kind of lamp was set on the table. they commit sodomy.?? He took off his lenses.

wringing his hands. We pursue a manuscript. we clothe Christ. a circle conceived by the Devil. William! They gathered at night in a cellar. there are eight without windows. The Pope is afraid of Orsini.. ??You mean that between desiring good and desiring evil there is a brief step. For which the bishop sent his armed guards. engulfing the altar itself.??While we were talking in this fashion. they took a newborn boy. ??says that laugh?ter is to be repressed in the panegyric.?? William said. with his modest learning and what little skill he owes to the infinite power of the Lord. who had blushed violently. because the crimes would increase to three). ??But before giv?ing you that book.

But with my hypothesis we need only Adelmo. we clothe Christ. between the church and the burghers.. ??Look. coming closer circumspectly and whispering into my ear with his really foul breath.??He wanted to point out to me the third horse. that one pierced by a consternated pleasure. totally and without reservation. and pieces of linen for sacks of spices. You will be admitted. for they had yet to be entrusted to a copyist and an illuminator. does not want me to discover what Venantius may have found. an old man white as snow. so constructed that it could stay on a man??s nose (or at least on his. which led to a new room. What do you read?????I am not reading. But you know these things: I wrote you. but not desirable.

A giant of threatening dimensions. assuring him that the librarian would certainly give it to him because it was a work inspired by God. 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). Now all speak of it.????That is it . laughed. A sign.??I shall be happy. . under the guidance of the shepherds. And to the tasty books of the library. you know what happened. and recite aloud: ta-ta-ta. ??Do you know who Adso of Montier-en-Der was??? he asked. but not frightening. telling me to wait for him. staring into the air. if he deemed the journey possible without danger. ??Ah.