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The Divine Comedy | Progressively Translated Dutch A1 Books

The Divine Comedy | Progressively Translated Dutch A1 Books

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CANTOI
Inthemidwayof
dit
thisourmortallife,I
vond
foundmeinagloomywood,astrayGonefrom
het
thepathdirect:
ande’ento
vertellen
tellItwerenoeasytask,
hoe
howsavagewildThatforest,
hoe
howrobustandroughitsgrowth,Whichto
herinneren
rememberonly,mydismayRenews,inbitternessnot
ver
farfromdeath.
Yettodiscourseofwhatthere
goed
goodbefell,AllelsewillIrelatediscover’dthere.
Hoe
HowfirstIenter’ditIscarce
kan
cansay,Suchsleepydullnessinthatinstantweigh’dMysensesdown,
toen
whenthetruepathI
verliet
left,Butwhenamountain’sfootIreach’d,whereclos’dThevalley,that
had
hadpierc’dmyheartwithdread,Ilook’daloft,
en
andsawhisshouldersbroadAlreadyvested
met
withthatplanet’sbeam,Wholeadsallwanderers
veilig
safethrougheveryway.
Thenwas
een
alittlerespitetothefear,
Dat
Thatinmyheart’srecessesdeephadlain,Allof
dat
thatnight,sopitifullypass’d:
En
Andasaman,withdifficultshortbreath,Forespent
met
withtoiling,’scap’dfromseatoshore,
Draait
Turnstotheperilouswidewaste,
en
andstandsAtgaze;
e’ensomyspirit,thatyetfail’dStruggling
met
withterror,turn’dtoview
de
thestraits,Thatnonehathpass’d
en
andliv’d.
Mywearyframe
Na
Aftershortpauserecomforted,againIjourney’donover
die
thatlonelysteep,.
Thehinderfootstillfirmer.
Scarce
de
theascentBegan,when,lo!
een
apanther,nimble,light,Andcover’d
met
withaspeckledskin,appear’d,Nor,
toen
whenitsawme,vanish’d,ratherstroveTo
controleren
checkmyonwardgoing;
thatofttimes
Met
WithpurposetoretracemystepsIturn’d.
The
uur
hourwasmorning’sprime,andonhis
weg
wayAloftthesunascended
met
withthosestars,Thatwithhimrose,
toen
whenLovedivinefirstmov’dThoseitsfairworks:
so
dat
thatwithjoyoushopeAllthingsconspir’dtofill
me
me,thegayskinOf
dat
thatswiftanimal,thematindawn
En
Andthesweetseason.
Soon
die
thatjoywaschas’d,Andby
nieuwe
newdreadsucceeded,wheninview
Een
Alioncame,’gainstme,asitappear’d,.
Met
Withhisheadheldaloft
en
andhunger-mad,Thate’enthe
lucht
airwasfear-struck.
Ashe-wolfWasathisheels,
die
whoinherleannessseem’d
Vol
Fullofallwants,and
veel
manyalandhathmadeDisconsolateere
nu
now.
ShewithsuchfearO’erwhelmed
me
me,atthesightofherappall’d,
Dat
Thatoftheheightall
hoop
hopeIlost.
Asone,
Die
Whowithhisgainelated,
ziet
seesthetimeWhenallunwaresisgone,heinwardlyMourns
met
withheart-gripinganguish;
suchwas
Ik
I,Hauntedbythatfellbeast,
nooit
neveratpeace,Whocomingo’eragainstme,bydegreesImpell’dme
waar
wherethesuninsilence
rust
rests.
Whiletothelowerspace
met
withbackwardstepIfell,mykendiscern’d
de
theformoneofone,Whosevoiceseem’dfaint
door
throughlongdisuseofspeech.
Toen
WhenhiminthatgreatdesertIespied,“Havemercyonme!”
criedI
uit
outaloud,“Spirit!
orliving
man
man!
whate’erthoube!”
Heanswer’d:
“Nownot
man
man,manonceIwas,
En
AndbornofLombardparents,MantuanabothBy
land
country,whenthepowerofJuliusyetWasscarcelyfirm.
AtRomemy
leven
lifewaspastBeneaththemildAugustus,in
de
thetimeOffableddeities
en
andfalse.
AbardWas
Ik
I,andmadeAnchises’upright
zoon
sonThesubjectofmysong,
die
whocamefromTroy,Whentheflamesprey’donIlium’shaughtytowers.
Maar
Butthou,saywhereforeto
zulke
suchperilspastReturn’stthou?
whereforenot
deze
thispleasantmountAscendest,cause
en
andsourceofalldelight?”
“AndartthouthenthatVirgil,thatwell-spring,Fromwhich
zulke
suchcopiousfloodsofeloquenceHaveissued?”
I
met
withfrontabash’dreplied.
“Glory
en
andlightofallthetunefultrain!
Mayitavailme
dat
thatIlongwithzeal
Heb
Havesoughtthyvolume,and
met
withloveimmenseHaveconn’dito’er.
My
meester
masterthouandguide!
ThouhefromwhomaloneI
heb
havederiv’dThatstyle,whichforitsbeautyintofameExalts
mij
me.
Seethebeast,fromwhomIfled.
O
red
savemefromher,thouillustrioussage!
“For
elke
everyveinandpulsethroughoutmyframeShehathmadetremble.”
Hij
He,soonashesawThatIwasweeping,answer’d,“Thou
moet
mustneedsAnotherwaypursue,ifthouwouldst’scapeFromoutthatsavagewilderness.
Dit
Thisbeast,Atwhomthoucriest,her
weg
waywillsuffernoneTopass,
en
andnolesshindrancemakes
dan
thandeath:
Sobadandsoaccursedinher
soort
kind,Thatneversatedisherravenous
wil
will,Stillafterfoodmorecraving
dan
thanbefore.
TomanyananimalinwedlockvileShefastens,
en
andshallyettomany
meer
more,Untilthatgreyhoundcome,whoshalldestroyHer
met
withsharppain.
Hewillnot
leven
lifesupportByearthnoritsbasemetals,
maar
butbylove,Wisdom,andvirtue,
en
andhislandshallbeTheland’twixteitherFeltro.
InhismightShallsafetytoItalia’splainsarise,Forwhosefairrealm,Camilla,virginpure,Nisus,Euryalus,
en
andTurnusfell.
Hewithincessantchasethrough
elke
everytownShallworry,untilheto
hel
hellatlengthRestoreher,thencebyenvy
eerst
firstletloose.
Iforthyprofitpond’ring
nu
nowdevise,Thatthoumayst
volgen
followme,andIthyguide
Zal
Willleadtheehencethroughaneternalspace,
Waar
Wherethoushaltheardespairingshrieks,
en
andseeSpiritsofoldtormented,whoinvokeA
tweede
seconddeath;
andthosenextview,whodwellContentin
vuur
fire,forthattheyhopeto
komen
come,Whene’erthetimemaybe,among
de
theblest,IntowhoseregionsifthouthendesireT’ascend,
een
aspiritworthierthanI
Moet
Mustleadthee,inwhosecharge,whenIdepart,Thoushaltbe
vertrek
left:
forthatAlmightyKing,Whoreignsabove,
een
arebeltohislaw,Adjudges
mij
me,andthereforehathdecreed,Thattohis
stad
citynonethroughmeshould
komen
come.
Heinallpartshathsway;
daar
thererules,thereholdsHiscitadel
en
andthrone.
Ohappythose,Whom
daar
therehechooses!”
Itohimin
paar
few:
“Bard!
bythatGod,whomthoudidstnotadore,Idobeseechthee(thatthisillandworseImayescape)tolead
me
me,wherethousaidst,ThatISaintPeter’sgatemayview,andthoseWhoasthoutell’st,areinsuchdismalplight.”
CANTOII
Nu
Nowwasthedaydeparting,
en
andtheair,Imbrown’dwithshadows,fromtheirtoilsreleas’d
Alle
Allanimalsonearth;
andI
alleen
alonePrepar’dmyselftheconflicttosustain,
Zowel
Bothofsadpity,andthatperilousroad,Whichmyunerringmemoryshallretrace.
OMuses!
O
hoog
highgenius!
nowvouchsafeYouraid!
O
geest
mind!
thatallIsawhastkept
Veilig
Safeinawrittenrecord,
hier
herethyworthAndeminentendowments
komt
cometoproof.
Ithusbegan:
“Bard!
thou
die
whoartmyguide,Consider
goed
well,ifvirtuebeinmeSufficient,ereto
deze
thishighenterpriseThoutrust
mij
me.
ThouhasttoldthatSilvius’sire,
Toch
Yetcloth’dincorruptibleflesh,amongTh’immortaltribeshadentrance,
en
andwasthereSensiblepresent.
Maar
Yetifheaven’sgreatLord,Almightyfoetoill,suchfavourshew’d,Incontemplationofthe
hoge
higheffect,Bothwhatand
wie
whofromhimshouldissueforth,Itseemsinreason’sjudgment
goed
welldeserv’d:
SithheofRome,
en
andofRome’sempirewide,Inheaven’sempyrealheightwaschosensire:
Bothwhich,
als
iftruthbespoken,wereordain’d
En
And’stablish’dfortheholy
plaats
place,wheresitsWhoto
grote
greatPeter’ssacredchairsucceeds.
Hefrom
deze
thisjourney,inthysongrenown’d,Learn’dthings,
die
thattohisvictorygaverise
En
Andtothepapalrobe.
Inafter-timesThechosenvessel
ook
alsotravel’dthere,Tobringus
terug
backassuranceinthatfaith,Whichistheentrancetosalvation’s
weg
way.
ButI,whyshouldItherepresume?
of
orwhoPermitsit?
notAeneasInorPaul.
MyselfIdeemnotworthy,
en
andnoneelseWilldeem
mij
me.
I,ifonthisvoyagethenIventure,fearit
zal
willinfollyend.
Thou,
die
whoartwise,bettermy
bedoel
meaningknow’st,ThanIcanspeak.”
Asone,
die
whounresolvesWhathehath
laat
lateresolv’d,andwithnewthoughts
Verandert
Changeshispurpose,fromhis
eerste
firstintentRemov’d;
e’ensuchwasIon
die
thatduncoast,Wastinginthoughtmyenterprise,atfirstSoeagerlyembrac’d.
“IfrightthywordsIscan,”repliedthatshademagnanimous,“Thysoulisbyvilefearassail’d,whichoftSoovercasts
een
aman,thatherecoilsFromnoblestresolution,like
een
abeastAtsomefalsesemblancein
de
thetwilightgloom.
Thatfrom
deze
thisterrorthoumaystfreethyself,I
zal
willinstructtheewhyI
gekomen
came,andwhatIheardinthatsameinstant,
toen
whenfortheeGrieftouch’dme
eerst
first.
Iwasamongthetribe,
Die
Whorestsuspended,whenadame,soblest
En
Andlovely,Ibesoughthertocommand,Call’d
me
me;
hereyeswerebrighter
dan
thanthestarOfday;
en
andshewithgentlevoice
en
andsoftAngelicallytun’dherspeechaddress’d:
“OcourteousshadeofMantua!
thouwhosefameYetlives,
en
andshalllivelongasnaturelasts!
Een
Afriend,notofmyfortune
maar
butmyself,Onthewidedesertinhisroad
heeft
hasmetHindrancesogreat,
dat
thathethroughfearhasturn’d.
Nu
NowmuchIdreadlesthepast
hulp
helphavestray’d,AndIberis’n
te
toolateforhisrelief,FromwhatinheavenofhimI
gehoord
heard.
Speednow,Andbythyeloquentpersuasivetongue,
En
Andbyallmeansforhisdeliverance
ontmoeten
meet,Assisthim.
Sotome
zal
willcomfortspring.
Iwho
nu
nowbidtheeonthiserrandforthAmBeatrice;
from
een
aplaceIcome.
(Note:
Beatrice.
I
gebruik
usethisword,asitispronouncedintheItalian,asconsistingof
vier
foursyllables,ofwhichthethirdisa
lange
longone.)
Revisitedwithjoy.
Liefde
Lovebroughtmethence,Whopromptsmyspeech.
Als
WheninmyMaster’ssightI
sta
stand,thypraisetohimIoft
zal
willtell.”
Shethenwassilent,
en
andIthusbegan:
“OLady!
bywhoseinfluence
alleen
alone,Mankindexcelswhateveriscontain’dWithinthatheavenwhichhaththesmallestorb,Sothycommanddelightsme,thattoobey,
Als
Ifitweredonealready,
zou
wouldseemlate.
Noneedhastthoufartherto
spreken
speakthywill;
Yettell
de
thereason,whythouartnotlothTo
verlaten
leavethatamplespace,whereto
terug
returnThouburnest,forthiscentre
hier
herebeneath.”
Shethen:
“Sincethousodeeplywouldstinquire,I
zal
willinstructtheebriefly,why
geen
nodreadHindersmyentrance
hier
here.
ThosethingsaloneAretobefear’d,whenceevil
kan
mayproceed,Noneelse,fornoneareterriblebeside.
Iamsofram’dby
God
God,thankstohisgrace!
Dat
Thatanysuff’ranceofyourmiseryTouchesmenot,norflameof
dat
thatfiercefireAssailsme.
In
hoge
highheavenablesseddameBesides,whomourns
met
withsucheffectualgriefThathindrance,whichI
stuur
sendtheetoremove,ThatGod’ssternjudgmenttoher
wil
willinclines.”
ToLuciacalling,hershethusbespake:
“Nowdoththyfaithfulservant
nodig
needthyaidAndIcommendhimtothee.”
Ather
woord
wordSpedLucia,ofallcruelty
de
thefoe,Andcomingto
de
theplace,whereIabodeSeated
met
withRachel,herofancientdays,Shethusaddress’d
me
me:
“Thoutruepraiseof
God
God!
Beatrice!
whyisnotthysuccourlentTo
hem
him,whosomuchlov’dthee,astoleaveForthysakeall
de
themultitudeadmires?
Dostthounot
hoort
hearhowpitifulhiswail,Normark
de
thedeath,whichinthetorrentflood,Swolnmightier
dan
thanasea,himstrugglingholds?”
Ne’eramongmendidany
met
withsuchspeedHastetotheirprofit,fleefromtheirannoy,Aswhenthesewordswere
gesproken
spoken,Icamehere,Downfrommyblessedseat,
vertrouwend
trustingtheforceOfthypureeloquence,whichthee,
en
andallWhowellhavemark’dit,intohonourbrings.”
“Whenshehadended,herbrightbeamingeyesTearfulsheturn’daside;
whereatI
voelde
feltRedoubledzealtoservethee.
Asshewill’d,ThusamI
kom
come:
Isav’dtheefromthebeast,Whothynear
weg
wayacrossthegoodlymountPrevented.
Whatisthiscomeso’ertheethen?
Waarom
Why,whydostthouhang
terug
back?
whyinthybreastHarbourvilefear?
waarom
whyhastnotcouragethere
En
Andnobledaring?
SincethreemaidssoblestThysafetyplan,e’eninthecourtofheaven;
En
Andsomuchcertaingoodmywordsforebode.”
Asflorets,by
de
thefrostyairofnightBentdown
en
andclos’d,whendayhasblanch’dtheirleaves,Riseallunfoldedontheirspirystems;
Sowasmyfaintingvigour
nieuw
newrestor’d,Andtomy
hart
heartsuchkindlycourageran,
Dat
ThatIasoneundaunted
spoedig
soonreplied:
“Ofullofpity
zij
she,whoundertookMysuccour!
en
andthoukindwhodidstperformSo
snel
soonhertruebehest!
WithsuchdesireThouhastdispos’dmetorenewmyvoyage,
Dat
Thatmyfirstpurposefullyisresum’d.
Leadon:
oneonly
wil
willisinusboth.
Thouartmyguide,my
meester
masterthou,andlord.”
Sospake
Ik
I;
CANTOIII
“Throughmeyoupassinto
de
thecityofwoe:
Throughmeyoupassintoeternalpain:
Door
Throughmeamongthepeople
verloren
lostforaye.
Justicethefounderofmyfabricmov’d:
Torearmewas
de
thetaskofpowerdivine,Supremestwisdom,
en
andprimevallove.
Beforemethingscreatewerenone,savethingsEternal,
en
andeternalIendure.
“All
hoop
hopeabandonyewhoenterhere.”
Zulke
SuchcharactersincolourdimImark’d
Over
Overaportal’sloftyarchinscrib’d:
WhereatIthus:
“Master,thesewordsimport
Harde
Hardmeaning.”
Heasoneprepar’dreplied:
“Herethou
moet
mustalldistrustbehindthee
laten
leave;
Herebevilefearextinguish’d.
Weare
gekomen
comeWhereIhavetoldtheeweshall
zien
seethesoulsTomiserydoom’d,
die
whointellectualgoodHavelost.”
En
Andwhenhishandhe
had
hadstretch’dforthTomine,
met
withpleasantlooks,whenceIwascheer’d,Into
die
thatsecretplaceheledmeon.
Hier
HeresighswithlamentationsandloudmoansResoundedthrough
de
theairpierc’dbynostar,
Die
Thate’enIweptatentering.
Varioustongues,Horriblelanguages,outcriesofwoe,Accentsofanger,voicesdeep
en
andhoarse,Withhandstogethersmotethatswell’dthesounds,
Maakten
Madeupatumult,thatforeverwhirlsRound
door
throughthatairwithsoliddarknessstain’d,
Zoals
Liketothesandthatinthewhirlwindflies.
Ithen,
met
witherroryetencompass’d,cried:
“O
meester
master!
WhatisthisI
hoor
hear?
WhatraceArethese,
die
whoseemsoovercomewithwoe?”
Hethusto
mij
me:
“ThismiserablefateSuffer
de
thewretchedsoulsofthose,wholiv’d
Zonder
Withoutorpraiseorblame,
met
withthatillbandOfangelsmix’d,whonorrebelliousprov’dNoryetweretrueto
God
God,butforthemselvesWere
alleen
only.
FromhisboundsHeavendrovethemforth,Nottoimpairhislustre,nor
de
thedepthOfHellreceives
hen
them,lestth’accursedtribeShouldglorythence
met
withexultationvain.”
Ithen:
“Master!
whatdothaggrievethemthus,
Dat
Thattheylamentsoloud?”
Hestraightreplied:
“That
zal
willItelltheebriefly.
Theseof
dood
deathNohopemayentertain:
en
andtheirblindlifeSomeanlypasses,
dat
thatallotherlotsTheyenvy.
Fameofthem
de
theworldhathnone,Norsuffers;
mercy
en
andjusticescornthemboth.
Spreek
Speaknotofthem,but
kijk
look,andpassthemby.”
En
AndI,whostraightwaylook’d,beheld
een
aflag,Whichwhirlingranaroundsorapidly,Thatit
geen
nopauseobtain’d:
andfollowing
kwam
cameSuchalongtrainofspirits,Ishouldne’er
Hebben
Havethought,thatdeathsomanyhaddespoil’d.
Toen
WhensomeoftheseIrecogniz’d,I
zag
sawAndknewtheshadeof
hem
him,whotobasefearYielding,abjur’dhis
hoge
highestate.
ForthwithIunderstoodforcertain
dit
thisthetribeOfthoseillspirits
zowel
bothtoGoddispleasingAndtohisfoes.
Thesewretches,whone’er
leefden
lived,Wentoninnakedness,
en
andsorelystungBywasps
en
andhornets,whichbedew’dtheircheeks
Met
Withblood,thatmix’dwithtearsdropp’dtotheirfeet,
En
Andbydisgustfulwormswasgather’d
daar
there.
ThenlookingfartheronwardsIbeheld
Een
Athrongupontheshoreof
een
agreatstream:
WhereatIthus:
“Sir!
grantme
nu
nowtoknowWhomhereweview,
en
andwhenceimpell’dtheyseemSoeagertopasso’er,asIdiscern
Door
Throughtheblearlight?”
Hethustomein
paar
few:
“Thisshaltthouknow,soonasourstepsarriveBeside
de
thewoefultideofAcheron.”
Then
met
witheyesdownwardcastandfill’d
met
withshame,Fearingmywordsoffensivetohisear,Tillwe
hadden
hadreach’dtheriver,IfromspeechAbstain’d.
En
Andlo!
towardusinabark
Komt
Comesonanoldmanhoary
wit
whitewitheld,.
Crying,“Woetoyouwickedspirits!
hoop
hopenotEvertosee
de
theskyagain.
IcomeTotakeyouto
de
theothershoreacross,Intoeternaldarkness,
daar
theretodwellInfierceheat
en
andinice.
Andthou,
die
whothereStandest,livespirit!
gettheehence,
en
andleaveThesewhoaredead.”
Maar
ButsoonashebeheldI
verliet
leftthemnot,“Byotherway,”
zei
saidhe,“Byotherhavenshaltthou
komen
cometoshore,Notby
deze
thispassage;
theeanimblerboat
Moet
Mustcarry.”
Thentohimthusspakemyguide:
“Charon!
thyselftormentnot:
so’tiswill’d,
Waar
Wherewillandpowerareone:
vraag
askthounomore.”