THE DIVINE COMEDY: Inferno, Purgatorio & Paradiso (3 Classic Translations in One Edition). Dante Alighieri
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СКАЧАТЬ Some mixture in itself, compar'd with this,

       Transpicuous, clear; yet darkly on it roll'd,

       Darkly beneath perpetual gloom, which ne'er

       Admits or sun or moon light there to shine.

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       My feet advanc'd not; but my wond'ring eyes

       Pass'd onward, o'er the streamlet, to survey

       The tender May-bloom, flush'd through many a hue,

       In prodigal variety: and there,

       As object, rising suddenly to view,

       That from our bosom every thought beside

       With the rare marvel chases, I beheld

       A lady all alone, who, singing, went,

       And culling flower from flower, wherewith her way

       Was all o'er painted. "Lady beautiful!

       Thou, who (if looks, that use to speak the heart,

       Are worthy of our trust), with love's own beam

       Dost warm thee," thus to her my speech I fram'd:

       "Ah! please thee hither towards the streamlet bend

       Thy steps so near, that I may list thy song.

       Beholding thee and this fair place, methinks,

       I call to mind where wander'd and how look'd

       Proserpine, in that season, when her child

       The mother lost, and she the bloomy spring."

       As when a lady, turning in the dance,

       Doth foot it featly, and advances scarce

       One step before the other to the ground;

       Over the yellow and vermilion flowers

       Thus turn'd she at my suit, most maiden-like,

       Valing her sober eyes, and came so near,

       That I distinctly caught the dulcet sound.

       Arriving where the limped waters now

       Lav'd the green sward, her eyes she deign'd to raise,

       That shot such splendour on me, as I ween

       Ne'er glanced from Cytherea's, when her son

       Had sped his keenest weapon to her heart.

       Upon the opposite bank she stood and smil'd

       through her graceful fingers shifted still

       The intermingling dyes, which without seed

       That lofty land unbosoms. By the stream

       Three paces only were we sunder'd: yet

       The Hellespont, where Xerxes pass'd it o'er,

       (A curb for ever to the pride of man)

       Was by Leander not more hateful held

       For floating, with inhospitable wave

       'Twixt Sestus and Abydos, than by me

       That flood, because it gave no passage thence.

       "Strangers ye come, and haply in this place,

       That cradled human nature in its birth,

       Wond'ring, ye not without suspicion view

       My smiles: but that sweet strain of psalmody,

       'Thou, Lord! hast made me glad,' will give ye light,

       Which may uncloud your minds. And thou, who stand'st

       The foremost, and didst make thy suit to me,

       Say if aught else thou wish to hear: for I

       Came prompt to answer every doubt of thine."

       She spake; and I replied: "I know not how

       To reconcile this wave and rustling sound

       Of forest leaves, with what I late have heard

       Of opposite report." She answering thus:

       "I will unfold the cause, whence that proceeds,

       Which makes thee wonder; and so purge the cloud

       That hath enwraps thee. The First Good, whose joy

       Is only in himself, created man

       For happiness, and gave this goodly place,

       His pledge and earnest of eternal peace.

       Favour'd thus highly, through his own defect

       He fell, and here made short sojourn; he fell,

       And, for the bitterness of sorrow, chang'd

       Laughter unblam'd and ever-new delight.

       That vapours none, exhal'd from earth beneath,

       Or from the waters (which, wherever heat

       Attracts them, follow), might ascend thus far

       To vex man's peaceful state, this mountain rose

       So high toward the heav'n, nor fears the rage

       Of elements contending, from that part

       Exempted, where the gate his limit bars.

       Because the circumambient air throughout

       With its first impulse circles still, unless

       Aught interpose to cheek or thwart its course;

       Upon the summit, which on every side

       To visitation of th' impassive air

       Is open, doth that motion strike, and makes

       Beneath its sway th' umbrageous wood resound:

       And in the shaken plant such power resides,

       That it impregnates with its efficacy

       The voyaging breeze, upon whose subtle plume

       That wafted flies abroad; and th' other land

       Receiving (as 't is worthy СКАЧАТЬ