From
him I turned my eyes to the other side of the street, and saw a bluff
young nobleman with a numerous following, smiling graciously and bowing
low to everyone he met. "It is strange," said I, "that these two should
belong to the same street." "It is the same princess--Pride, who governs
them both," answered he, "this one's errand is but to speak fair; he is
now making a bid for fame with the intent thereby to attain the highest
office in the State; he is most ready to weep with the people, and tell
them how greatly they are wronged through the oppression of wicked
ministers; yet it is his own exaltation, and not the common weal that is
the main object of his pursuit."
After looking for a longwhile I saw close by the Porch of Pride a fair
city on seven hills, and over its magnificent court the triple crown, the
swords and cross-keys. "Well, here is Rome," quoth I, "here lives the
Pope, is it not?" "Yes, most often," said the Angel, "but he hath a
court in each of the other streets." Over against Rome I could see a
city with a very fine court, whereon was raised on high a crescent on a
golden banner, by which I knew the Turk was there.
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