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.Whence I, who speak alone before the rest, pray thee, if ever thou see the land which lies between Romagna and Charles s land, that thouwouldst be gracious to me of thy prayers in Fano, so that on my behalf supplication be wellmade, that I may have power to purge my heavy offences.Thence sprang I, but the deepwounds, whence issued the blood whereon my soul held its seat, were made for me in themidst of the sons of Antenor, there where I trusted to be most secure; he of Esti bade do it,who had me in wrath far enough beyond what justice willed.But if I had fled towards La Mirawhen I was overtaken at Oriaco, still should I be on that side where they breathe.I ran to themarsh, and the cane-brake and the mud entangled me so that I fell, and there saw I a lakeform itself on the ground from my veins. Then said another: I pray so may that desire be fulfilled which draws thee to the loftymount, with kindly piety help mine.I was of Montefeltro, I am Buonconte; Joan, or anyother, has no care of me; wherefore I go among these with lowered brow. And I to him: What force or what adventure led thee so far astray from Campaldino, that thy sepulturehas never been known? Oh, answered he, at foot of the Casentino a stream goes across,which has to name Archiano, which takes its rise above the hermitage in Apennine.Whereits name becomes of no avail came I, pierced in the throat and staining the plain with blood.There I lost my sight, and my speech finished with the name of Mary, and there I fell, and myflesh alone remained.I will tell the truth, and do thou repeat it among the living; the Angelof God took me, and he of Hell cried: O thou from heaven, why robbest thou me? Thoubearest away for thyself the eternal part of this man, for one little tear which takes him fromme; but with the other part will I take other order. Thou knowest well how in the air collectsitself that moist vapour which returns to water as soon as it mounts where the cold condensesit.Thither came that evil will, which seeks evil only with its intelligence, and moved thevapour and the wind through the power which its nature gave.Then, when the day wasspent, he covered the valley from Pratomagno to the great ridge with clouds, and madeovercast the heaven above, so that the teeming air was turned to water; the rain fell, and tothe trenches came so much of it as the earth did not endure; and as it came together intogreat streams, it rushed so swift towards the royal river that naught held it back.My body,cold, hard upon its mouth the swollen Archiano found; and that hurried it into the Arno,and loosened on my breast the cross, which I made of myself when the pain overcame me;it rolled me by the banks and by the bottom; then with its booty covered me and girt me. Ah! when thou art returned to the world, and rested from thy long journey, the thirdspirit followed on the second, be mindful of me, that am Pia.Siena gave me birth, Maremmaundid me; he knows it, who, ringed as I was before, had espoused me with his own gem. C A N T O VI.ARGUMENT.Dante speaks with other spirits, among w hom is Peter de la Brosse.Virgil enlightens him on the subject of prayer forthose in Purgatory.They meet Gordello of Mantua, who greets Virgil, when he learns that he is his countryman.Dante inveighs against the divisions of Italy and the Emperor s neglect, and especially against his own city ofFlorence.WHEN the game of hazard breaks up, he who loses remains sorrowfully recalling the throws,and learns by his grief; with the other, all the folk go their way; one goes before, and onecatches him from behind, and another on one side brings himself to his remembrance.Hestays him not, and listens to one and the other; the man to whom he reaches his hand makesno more press, and thus he defends himself from the jostling.Such was I in that thick crowd,turning to them here and there my face and promising, I got me clear of it.Here was theAretine, who from the fierce arms of Ghino di Tacco had his death; and the other who wasdrowned while running in the rout.Here was praying with his hands outspread, FrederickNovello, and he of Pisa who made the good Marzucco show his fortitude.I saw Count Orso;and the spirit divided from its body through hate and envy, as he said, not for faultcommitted, Peter de la Brosse I mean; and here let the dame of Brabant take forethoughtwhile she is in this world, so that therefore she be not of a worser flock [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.Whence I, who speak alone before the rest, pray thee, if ever thou see the land which lies between Romagna and Charles s land, that thouwouldst be gracious to me of thy prayers in Fano, so that on my behalf supplication be wellmade, that I may have power to purge my heavy offences.Thence sprang I, but the deepwounds, whence issued the blood whereon my soul held its seat, were made for me in themidst of the sons of Antenor, there where I trusted to be most secure; he of Esti bade do it,who had me in wrath far enough beyond what justice willed.But if I had fled towards La Mirawhen I was overtaken at Oriaco, still should I be on that side where they breathe.I ran to themarsh, and the cane-brake and the mud entangled me so that I fell, and there saw I a lakeform itself on the ground from my veins. Then said another: I pray so may that desire be fulfilled which draws thee to the loftymount, with kindly piety help mine.I was of Montefeltro, I am Buonconte; Joan, or anyother, has no care of me; wherefore I go among these with lowered brow. And I to him: What force or what adventure led thee so far astray from Campaldino, that thy sepulturehas never been known? Oh, answered he, at foot of the Casentino a stream goes across,which has to name Archiano, which takes its rise above the hermitage in Apennine.Whereits name becomes of no avail came I, pierced in the throat and staining the plain with blood.There I lost my sight, and my speech finished with the name of Mary, and there I fell, and myflesh alone remained.I will tell the truth, and do thou repeat it among the living; the Angelof God took me, and he of Hell cried: O thou from heaven, why robbest thou me? Thoubearest away for thyself the eternal part of this man, for one little tear which takes him fromme; but with the other part will I take other order. Thou knowest well how in the air collectsitself that moist vapour which returns to water as soon as it mounts where the cold condensesit.Thither came that evil will, which seeks evil only with its intelligence, and moved thevapour and the wind through the power which its nature gave.Then, when the day wasspent, he covered the valley from Pratomagno to the great ridge with clouds, and madeovercast the heaven above, so that the teeming air was turned to water; the rain fell, and tothe trenches came so much of it as the earth did not endure; and as it came together intogreat streams, it rushed so swift towards the royal river that naught held it back.My body,cold, hard upon its mouth the swollen Archiano found; and that hurried it into the Arno,and loosened on my breast the cross, which I made of myself when the pain overcame me;it rolled me by the banks and by the bottom; then with its booty covered me and girt me. Ah! when thou art returned to the world, and rested from thy long journey, the thirdspirit followed on the second, be mindful of me, that am Pia.Siena gave me birth, Maremmaundid me; he knows it, who, ringed as I was before, had espoused me with his own gem. C A N T O VI.ARGUMENT.Dante speaks with other spirits, among w hom is Peter de la Brosse.Virgil enlightens him on the subject of prayer forthose in Purgatory.They meet Gordello of Mantua, who greets Virgil, when he learns that he is his countryman.Dante inveighs against the divisions of Italy and the Emperor s neglect, and especially against his own city ofFlorence.WHEN the game of hazard breaks up, he who loses remains sorrowfully recalling the throws,and learns by his grief; with the other, all the folk go their way; one goes before, and onecatches him from behind, and another on one side brings himself to his remembrance.Hestays him not, and listens to one and the other; the man to whom he reaches his hand makesno more press, and thus he defends himself from the jostling.Such was I in that thick crowd,turning to them here and there my face and promising, I got me clear of it.Here was theAretine, who from the fierce arms of Ghino di Tacco had his death; and the other who wasdrowned while running in the rout.Here was praying with his hands outspread, FrederickNovello, and he of Pisa who made the good Marzucco show his fortitude.I saw Count Orso;and the spirit divided from its body through hate and envy, as he said, not for faultcommitted, Peter de la Brosse I mean; and here let the dame of Brabant take forethoughtwhile she is in this world, so that therefore she be not of a worser flock [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]