profounder and more intense consciousness which springs from the recognition of beauty through the antithesis of sex. It was in that year that he first saw Beatrice Portinari.
In 1289 he was present at the battle of Campaldino, fighting on the side of the Guelphs, who there utterly routed the Ghibellines, and where, he says charutually related system, of which the central point is the individuality and experience of the poet.
In the Vita Nuova he recounts the story of his love for Beatrice Portinari, showing how his grief for her loss turned his thoughts first inward upon his own consciousness, and, failing all help there, gradually upward through philopointed, might not this be the time when his thoughts took that direction?
If so, the impulse came indirectly, at least, from her.
We have admitted that Beatrice Portinari was a real creature,
Col sangue suo e con le sue giunture; but how real she was, and whether as real to the poet's memory as to his imagination, may fai