Thursday, February 19, 2015
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Inferno–Canto 1
1 | When I had journeyed half of our life's way, |
2 | I found myself within a shadowed forest, |
3 | for I had lost the path that does not stray. |
4 | Ah, it is hard to speak of what it was, |
5 | that savage forest, dense and difficult, |
6 | which even in recall renews my fear: |
7 | so bitter death is hardly more severe! |
8 | But to retell the good discovered there, |
9 | I'll also tell the other things I saw. |
10 | I cannot clearly say how I had entered |
11 | the wood; I was so full of sleep just at |
12 | the point where I abandoned the true path. |
13 | But when I'd reached the bottom of a hill |
14 | it rose along the boundary of the valley |
15 | that had harassed my heart with so much fear |
16 | I looked on high and saw its shoulders clothed |
17 | already by the rays of that same planet |
18 | which serves to lead men straight along all roads. |
19 | At this my fear was somewhat quieted; |
20 | for through the night of sorrow I had spent, |
21 | the lake within my heart felt terror present. |
22 | And just as he who, with exhausted breath, |
23 | having escaped from sea to shore, turns back |
24 | to watch the dangerous waters he has quit, |
25 | so did my spirit, still a fugitive, |
26 | turn back to look intently at the pass |
27 | that never has let any man survive. |
28 | I let my tired body rest awhile. |
29 | Moving again, I tried the lonely slope |
30 | my firm foot always was the one below. |
31 | And almost where the hillside starts to rise |
32 | look there!-a leopard, very quick and lithe, |
33 | a leopard covered with a spotted hide. |
34 | He did not disappear from sight, but stayed; |
35 | indeed, he so impeded my ascent |
36 | that I had often to turn back again. |
37 | The time was the beginning of the morning; |
38 | the sun was rising now in fellowship |
39 | with the same stars that had escorted it |
40 | when Divine Love first moved those things of beauty; |
41 | so that the hour and the gentle season |
42 | gave me good cause for hopefulness on seeing |
43 | that beast before me with his speckled skin; |
44 | but hope was hardly able to prevent |
45 | the fear I felt when I beheld a lion. |
46 | His head held high and ravenous with hunger |
47 | even the air around him seemed to shudder |
48 | this lion seemed to make his way against me. |
49 | And then a she-wolf showed herself; she seemed |
50 | to carry every craving in her leanness; |
51 | she had already brought despair to many. |
52 | The very sight of her so weighted me |
53 | with fearfulness that I abandoned hope |
54 | of ever climbing up that mountain slope. |
55 | Even as he who glories while he gains |
56 | will, when the time has come to tally loss, |
57 | lament with every thought and turn despondent, |
58 | so was I when I faced that restless beast |
59 | which, even as she stalked me, step by step |
60 | had thrust me back to where the sun is speechless. |
61 | While I retreated down to lower ground, |
62 | before my eyes there suddenly appeared |
63 | one who seemed faint because of the long silence. |
64 | When I saw him in that vast wilderness, |
65 | Have pity on me, were the words I cried |
66 | whatever you may be a shade, a man. |
67 | He answered me: Not man; I once was man. |
68 | Both of my parents came from Lombardy, |
69 | and both claimed Mantua as native city. |
70 | And I was born, though late, sub Julio, and |
71 | lived in Rome under the good Augustus the |
72 | season of the false and lying gods. |
73 | I was a poet, and I sang the righteous |
74 | son of Anchises who had come from |
75 | Troy when flames destroyed the pride of Ilium. |
76 | But why do you return to wretchedness? |
77 | Why not climb up the mountain of delight, |
78 | the origin and cause of every joy? |
79 | And are you then that Virgil, you the fountain |
80 | that freely pours so rich a stream of speech? I |
81 | answered him with shame upon my brow. |
82 | O light and honor of all other poets, may my |
83 | long study and the intense love that made me |
84 | search your volume serve me now. |
85 | You are my master and my author, you |
86 | the only one from whom my writing drew the |
87 | noble style for which I have been honored. |
88 | You see the beast that made me turn aside; |
89 | help me, o famous sage, to stand against her, for |
90 | she has made my blood and pulses shudder. |
91 | It is another path that you must take, |
92 | he answered when he saw my tearfulness, |
93 | if you would leave this savage wilderness; |
94 | the beast that is the cause of your outcry |
95 | allows no man to pass along her track, but |
96 | blocks him even to the point of death; |
97 | her nature is so squalid, so malicious |
98 | that she can never sate her greedy will; |
99 | when she has fed, she's hungrier than ever. |
100 | She mates with many living souls and shall |
101 | yet mate with many more, until the Greyhound |
102 | arrives, inflicting painful death on her. |
103 | That Hound will never feed on land or pewter, |
104 | but find his fare in wisdom, love, and virtue; his |
105 | place of birth shall be between two felts. |
106 | He will restore low-lying Italy for which |
107 | the maid Camilla died of wounds, and |
108 | Nisus, Turnus, and Euryalus. |
109 | And he will hunt that beast through every city |
110 | until he thrusts her back again to Hell from |
111 | which she was first sent above by envy. |
112 | Therefore, I think and judge it best for you |
113 | to follow me, and I shall guide you, taking |
114 | you from this place through an eternal place, |
115 | where you shall hear the howls of desperation |
116 | and see the ancient spirits in their pain, as each |
117 | of them laments his second death; |
118 | and you shall see those souls who are content |
119 | within the fire, for they hope to reach |
120 | whenever that may be the blessed people. |
121 | If you would then ascend as high as these, |
122 | a soul more worthy than I am will guide |
123 | you I'll leave you in her care when I depart, |
124 | because that Emperor who reigns above, |
125 | since I have been rebellious to His law, |
126 | will not allow me entry to His city. |
127 | He governs everywhere, but rules from there; |
128 | there is His city, His high capital: o happy |
129 | those He chooses to be there! |
130 | And I replied: O poet by that God whom |
131 | you had never come to know I beg you, that I |
132 | may flee this evil and worse evils, |
133 | to lead me to the place of which you spoke, |
134 | that I may see the gateway of Saint Peter and |
135 | those whom you describe as sorrowful. |
136 | Then he set out, and I moved on behind him. |
Sunday, January 4, 2015
Inferno Canto I:112-136 Virgil will be his guide through Hell
112
Therefore I think and judge it for thy best
113
Thou follow me, and I will be thy guide,
114
And lead thee hence through the eternal place,
115
Where thou shalt hear the desperate lamentations,
116
Shalt see the ancient spirits disconsolate,
117
Who cry out each one for the second death;
118
And thou shalt see those who contented are
119
Within the fire, because they hope to come,
120
Whene'er it may be, to the blessed people;
121
To whom, then, if thou wishest to ascend,
122
A soul shall be for that than I more worthy;
123
With her at my departure I will leave thee;
124
Because that Emperor, who reigns above,
125
In that I was rebellious to his law,
126
Wills that through me none come into his city.
127
governs evervwhere and there he reigns:
128
There is his city and his lofty throne;
129
O happy he whom thereto he elects!
130
And I to him: Poet, I thee entreat,
131
By that same God whom thou didst never know,
132
So that I may escape this woe and worse,
133
Thou wouldst conduct me there where thou hast said,
134
That I may see the portal of Saint Peter,
135
And those thou makest so disconsolable.
136
Then he moved on, and I behind him followed.
Saturday, January 3, 2015
Inferno Canto I:100-111 The salvation of Italy.
100
Many the animals with whom she weds,
101
And more they shall be still, until the Greyhound
102
Comes, who shall make her perish in her pain.
103
He shall not feed on either earth or pelf,
104
But upon wisdom, and on love and virtue;
105
'Twixt Feltro and Feltro shall his nation be;
106
Of that low Italy shall he be the saviour,
107
On whose account the maid Camilla died,
108
Euryalus, Turnus, Nisus, of their wounds;
109
Through every city shall he hunt her down,
110
Until he shall have driven her back to Hell,
111
There from whence envy first did let her loose.
Friday, January 2, 2015
Inferno Canto I:61-99 Dante meets Virgil
61
While I was rushing downward to the lowland,
62
Before mine eyes did one present himself,
63
Who seemed from long-continued silence hoarse.
64
When I beheld him in the desert vast,
65
Have pity on me, unto him I cried,
66
Whiche'er thou art, or shade or real man!
67
He answered me: Not man; man once I was,
68
And both my parents were of Lombardy,
69
And Mantuans by country both of them.
70
Sub Julio was I born, though it was late,
71
And lived at Rome under the good Augustus,
72
During the time of false and Iying gods.
73
A poet was I, and I sang that just
74
Son of Anchises, who came forth from Troy,
75
After that Ilion the superb was burned
76
But thou, why goest thou back to such annoyance?
77
Why climb'st thou not the Mount Delectable
78
Which is the source and cause of every joy?
79
Now, art thou that Virgilius and that fountain
80
Which spreads abroad so wide a river of speech?
81
I made response to him with bashful forehead.
82
O, of the other poets honour and light,
83
Avail me the long study and great love
84
That have impelled me to explore thy volume!
85
Thou art my master, and my author thou,
86
Thou art alone the one from whom I took
87
The beautiful style that has done honour to me.
88
Behold the beast, for which I have turned back;
89
Do thou protect me from her, famous Sage,
90
For she doth make my veins and pulses tremble.'
91
Thee it behoves to take another road,
92
Responded he, when he beheld me weeping,
93
If from this savage place thou wouldst escape;
94
Because this beast, at which thou criest out,
95
Suffers not any one to pass her way,
96
But so doth harass him, that she destroys him;
97
And has a nature so malign and ruthless,
98
That never doth she glut her greedy will,
99
And after food is hungrier than before.
Thursday, January 1, 2015
Inferno Canto I:1-60 The Dark Wood and the Hill
1
MIDWAY upon the journey of our life
2
I found myself within a forest dark,
3
For the straightforward pathway had been lost.
4
Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say
5
What was this forest savage, rough, and stern,
6
Which in the very thought renews the fear.
7
So bitter is it, death is little more;
8
But of the good to treat, which there I found,
9
Speak will I of the other things I saw there.
10
I cannot well repeat how there I entered,
11
So full was I of slumber at the moment
12
In which I had abandoned the true way.
13
But after I had reached a mountain's foot,
14
At that point where the valley terminated,
15
Which had with consternation pierced my heart,
16
Upward I looked, and I beheld its shoulders
17
Vested already with that planet's rays
18
Which leadeth others right by every road.
19
Then was the fear a little quieted
20
That in my heart's lake had endured throughout
21
The night, which I had passed so piteously
22
And even as he, who, with distressful breath,
23
Forth issued from the sea upon the shore,
24
Turns to the water perilous and gazes;
25
So did my soul, that still was fleeing onward,
26
Turn itself back to re-behold the pass
27
Which never yet a living person left.
28
After my weary body I had rested,
29
The way resumed I on the desert slope,
30
So that the firm foot ever was the lower.
31
And lo! almost where the ascent began,
32
A panther light and swift exceedingly,
33
Which with a spotted skin was covered o'er!
34
And never moved she from before my face,
35
Nay, rather did impede so much my way,
36
That many times I to return had turned.
37
The time was the beginning of the morning,
38
And up the sun was mounting with those stars
39
That with him were, what time the Love Divine
40
At first in motion set those beauteous things;
41
So were to me occasion of good hope,
42
The variegaled skin of that wild beast,
43
The hour of time, and the delicious season;
44
But not so much, that did not give me fear
45
A lion's aspect which appeared to me.
46
He seemed as if against me he were coming
47
With head uplifted, and with ravenous hunger,
48
So that it seemed the air was afraid of him;
49
And a she-wolf, that with all hungerings
50
Seemed to be laden in her meagreness,
51
And many folk has caused to live forlorn!
52
She brought upon me so much heaviness,
53
With the affright that from her aspect came,
54
That I the hope relinquished of the height.
55
And as he is who willingly acquires
56
And the time comes that causes him to lose,
57
Who weeps in all his thoughts and is despondent,
58
E'en such made me that beast withouten peace,
59
Which, coming on against me by degrees
60
Thrust me back thither where the sun is silent