Divine Comedy (Illustrated Edition). Dante Alighieri

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       Which, coming on against me by degrees

       Thrust me back thither where the sun is silent.

      While I was rushing downward to the lowland,

       Before mine eyes did one present himself,

       Who seemed from long-continued silence hoarse.

      When I beheld him in the desert vast,

       "Have pity on me," unto him I cried,

       "Whiche'er thou art, or shade or real man!"

      He answered me: "Not man; man once I was,

       And both my parents were of Lombardy,

       And Mantuans by country both of them.

      'Sub Julio' was I born, though it was late,

       And lived at Rome under the good Augustus,

       During the time of false and lying gods.

      A poet was I, and I sang that just

       Son of Anchises, who came forth from Troy,

       After that Ilion the superb was burned.

      But thou, why goest thou back to such annoyance?

       Why climb'st thou not the Mount Delectable,

       Which is the source and cause of every joy?"

      "Now, art thou that Virgilius and that fountain

       Which spreads abroad so wide a river of speech?"

       I made response to him with bashful forehead.

      "O, of the other poets honour and light,

       Avail me the long study and great love

       That have impelled me to explore thy volume!

      Thou art my master, and my author thou,

       Thou art alone the one from whom I took

       The beautiful style that has done honour to me.

      Behold the beast, for which I have turned back;

       Do thou protect me from her, famous Sage,

       For she doth make my veins and pulses tremble."

      "Thee it behoves to take another road,"

       Responded he, when he beheld me weeping,

       "If from this savage place thou wouldst escape;

      Because this beast, at which thou criest out,

       Suffers not any one to pass her way,

       But so doth harass him, that she destroys him;

      And has a nature so malign and ruthless,

       That never doth she glut her greedy will,

       And after food is hungrier than before.

      Many the animals with whom she weds,

       And more they shall be still, until the Greyhound

       Comes, who shall make her perish in her pain.

      He shall not feed on either earth or pelf,

       But upon wisdom, and on love and virtue;

       'Twixt Feltro and Feltro shall his nation be;

      Of that low Italy shall he be the saviour,

       On whose account the maid Camilla died,

       Euryalus, Turnus, Nisus, of their wounds;

      Through every city shall he hunt her down,

       Until he shall have driven her back to Hell,

       There from whence envy first did let her loose.

      Therefore I think and judge it for thy best

       Thou follow me, and I will be thy guide,

       And lead thee hence through the eternal place,

      Where thou shalt hear the desperate lamentations,

       Shalt see the ancient spirits disconsolate,

       Who cry out each one for the second death;

      And thou shalt see those who contented are

       Within the fire, because they hope to come,

       Whene'er it may be, to the blessed people;

      To whom, then, if thou wishest to ascend,

       A soul shall be for that than I more worthy;

       With her at my departure I will leave thee;

      Because that Emperor, who reigns above,

       In that I was rebellious to his law,

       Wills that through me none come into his city.

      He governs everywhere, and there he reigns;

       There is his city and his lofty throne;

       O happy he whom thereto he elects!"

      And I to him: "Poet, I thee entreat,

       By that same God whom thou didst never know,

       So that I may escape this woe and worse,

      Thou wouldst conduct me there where thou hast said,

       That I may see the portal of Saint Peter,

       And those thou makest so disconsolate."

      Then he moved on, and I behind him followed.

      Canto II. The Descent. Dante's Protest and Virgil's Appeal. The Intercession of the Three Ladies Benedight.

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      Day was departing, and the embrowned air

       Released the animals that are on earth

       From their fatigues; and I the only one

      Made myself ready to sustain the war,

       Both of the way and likewise of the woe,

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