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On life's mid-way — ere half my days were o'er — All in a darksome wood1 I
roved astray, Wherein the way of truth was seen no more. Ah me ! 'twere a sad
task and hard to say How wild that woodland was, how sharp, how strong 5 Its
I stay'd a while to rest my weariness; Then, moving gradual o'er a gentle rise,4 My
way I took thro' that wide wilderness. 30 And lo ! just where the emerald steep '
gan rise, A Leopard5 light of foot, quick-moving, gay With speckled skin, unto my
And so to thee I came, and brought thee aid Against the fierceness of the beast
that barr'd The readiest way o'er the fair mountain glade. 120 Why then, oh why
let cowardice retard Thy lingering steps, nor rather entertain Boldness of soul
Around their faces quivering gore-drops hung, That mingled with their tears, and
trickling o'er Their bodies fell disgustful worms among. Then, bending forward
further to explore, 70 I saw much folk by a broad river's stream ; Whereat I said ...
And lo ! towards us o'er the wave there came White with his hoary hair a boatman
old, Crying aloud, ' Woe to ye, sons of shame ! Hope not the empyreal heaven to
behold : 85 I come to bear ye to the other shore, Amid the eternal darkness ...
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LibraryThing ReviewProcura do Utilizador - hopeevey - LibraryThing
This is my first exposure to Dante's writing. I was looking for poetry by a different author when I came across this translation. When I saw the narrator, I decided it was time to read/hear some Dante ... Ler crítica na íntegra
LibraryThing ReviewProcura do Utilizador - antao - LibraryThing
What I love about Dante is how he doesn't invoke the Muses, unlike Homer, or Virgil, and that he goes straight to the heart of the matter, and straight in to the poem, i.e. "In the midway of this our ... Ler crítica na íntegra