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CANTOI
Inthemidwayofthisourmortal
vida
life
,Ifoundmeinagloomywood,astrayGonefromthepathdirect:
e
and
e’entotellItwere
não
no
easytask,howsavagewildThatforest,
quão
how
robustandroughitsgrowth,Whichto
lembrar
remember
only,mydismayRenews,inbitternessnot
longe
far
fromdeath.
Yettodiscourseofwhat
there
goodbefell,Allelse
vou
will
Irelatediscover’dthere.
Como
How
firstIenter’ditIscarce
posso
can
say,Suchsleepydullnessinthatinstantweigh’dMysensesdown,
quando
when
thetruepathI
deixei
left
,Butwhenamountain’sfootIreach’d,
onde
where
clos’dThevalley,that
tinha
had
pierc’dmyheartwithdread,Ilook’daloft,
e
and
sawhisshouldersbroad
Already
vestedwiththatplanet’sbeam,Wholeads
todos
all
wandererssafethrougheveryway.
Thenwas
um
a
littlerespitetothefear,
Que
That
inmyheart’srecessesdeep
tinha
had
lain,Allofthat
noite
night
,sopitifullypass’d:
Andas
um
a
man,withdifficultshortbreath,Forespent
com
with
toiling,’scap’dfromseatoshore,
Vira
Turns
totheperilouswidewaste,
e
and
standsAtgaze;
e’ensomyspirit,
que
that
yetfail’dStrugglingwithterror,turn’dtoviewthestraits,
Que
That
nonehathpass’dandliv’d.
MywearyframeAftershortpauserecomforted,
novamente
again
Ijourney’donover
aquele
that
lonelysteep,.
Thehinderfoot
ainda
still
firmer.
ScarcetheascentBegan,
quando
when
,lo!
apanther,nimble,
leve
light
,Andcover’dwithaspeckledskin,appear’d,Nor,
quando
when
itsawme,vanish’d,ratherstroveTo
verificar
check
myonwardgoing;
thatofttimes
Com
With
purposetoretracemystepsIturn’d.
The
hora
hour
wasmorning’sprime,andonhis
caminho
way
Aloftthesunascended
com
with
thosestars,Thatwithhimrose,
quando
when
Lovedivinefirstmov’d
Essas
Those
itsfairworks:
so
que
that
withjoyoushopeAllthingsconspir’dtofill
me
me
,thegayskinOf
que
that
swiftanimal,thematindawn
E
And
thesweetseason.
Soonthatjoywaschas’d,
E
And
bynewdreadsucceeded,
quando
when
inviewAlion
veio
came
,’gainstme,asitappear’d,.
Com
With
hisheadheldaloft
e
and
hunger-mad,Thate’enthe
ar
air
wasfear-struck.
Ashe-wolfWasathisheels,
que
who
inherleannessseem’dFullofall
que
wants
,andmanyalandhath
fizeram
made
Disconsolateerenow.
She
com
with
suchfearO’erwhelmedme,atthesightofherappall’d,
Que
That
oftheheightall
esperança
hope
Ilost.
Asone,
Que
Who
withhisgainelated,
sees
thetimeWhenallunwaresisgone,heinwardlyMourns
com
with
heart-gripinganguish;
suchwas
Eu
I
,Hauntedbythatfellbeast,
nunca
never
atpeace,Whocomingo’er
contra
against
me,bydegreesImpell’dme
onde
where
thesuninsilencerests.
Enquanto
While
tothelowerspace
com
with
backwardstepIfell,mykendiscern’dtheform
um
one
ofone,Whosevoiceseem’dfaintthrough
longo
long
disuseofspeech.
Whenhiminthat
grande
great
desertIespied,“Havemercyonme!”
criedIoutaloud,“Spirit!
ou
or
livingman!
whate’erthoube!”
Heanswer’d:
“Nownot
homem
man
,manonceIwas,
E
And
bornofLombardparents,Mantuana
ambos
both
Bycountry,whenthe
poder
power
ofJuliusyetWasscarcelyfirm.
AtRomemy
vida
life
waspastBeneaththemildAugustus,inthe
tempo
time
Offableddeitiesandfalse.
Um
A
bardWasI,and
fiz
made
Anchises’uprightsonThesubjectofmysong,
que
who
camefromTroy,Whentheflamesprey’donIlium’shaughtytowers.
Mas
But
thou,saywhereforeto
tais
such
perilspastReturn’stthou?
whereforenot
este
this
pleasantmountAscendest,cause
e
and
sourceofalldelight?”
“Andartthouthen
aquele
that
Virgil,thatwell-spring,From
qual
which
suchcopiousfloodsofeloquenceHaveissued?”
I
com
with
frontabash’dreplied.
“Glory
e
and
lightofallthetunefultrain!
MayitavailmethatIlong
com
with
zealHavesoughtthyvolume,
e
and
withloveimmenseHaveconn’dito’er.
My
mestre
master
thouandguide!
ThouhefromwhomaloneIhavederiv’dThatstyle,whichforitsbeautyintofameExalts
me
me
.
Seethebeast,fromwhomIfled.
O
salva
save
mefromher,thouillustrioussage!
“Foreveryvein
e
and
pulsethroughoutmyframeShehath
fez
made
tremble.”
He,soonashe
viu
saw
ThatIwasweeping,answer’d,“Thoumust
precisa
needs
Anotherwaypursue,ifthouwouldst’scapeFromout
que
that
savagewilderness.
Thisbeast,Atwhomthoucriest,her
caminho
way
willsuffernoneTopass,
e
and
nolesshindrancemakesthan
morte
death
:
Sobadandsoaccursedinher
espécie
kind
,Thatneversatedisherravenous
vontade
will
,Stillafterfoodmorecravingthan
antes
before
.
TomanyananimalinwedlockvileShefastens,
e
and
shallyettomany
mais
more
,Untilthatgreyhoundcome,whoshalldestroyHer
com
with
sharppain.
Hewillnot
vida
life
supportByearthnoritsbasemetals,
mas
but
bylove,Wisdom,andvirtue,
e
and
hislandshallbeTheland’twixteitherFeltro.
Inhis
poder
might
ShallsafetytoItalia’splainsarise,Forwhosefairrealm,Camilla,virginpure,Nisus,Euryalus,
e
and
Turnusfell.
Hewithincessantchasethrough
todas as
every
townShallworry,untilheto
inferno
hell
atlengthRestoreher,thencebyenvy
primeiro
first
letloose.
Iforthyprofitpond’ring
agora
now
devise,Thatthoumayst
sigas
follow
me,andIthyguideWillleadtheehence
através
through
aneternalspace,Wherethoushalt
ouvirás
hear
despairingshrieks,andseeSpiritsofoldtormented,whoinvokeAsecond
morte
death
;
andthosenextview,whodwellContentin
fogo
fire
,forthattheyhopeto
vir
come
,Whene’erthetimemaybe,amongtheblest,Intowhoseregions
se
if
thouthendesireT’ascend,
um
a
spiritworthierthanI
Deve
Must
leadthee,inwhosecharge,
quando
when
Idepart,Thoushaltbe
deixado
left
:
forthatAlmightyKing,Whoreignsabove,
um
a
rebeltohislaw,Adjudgesme,
e
and
thereforehathdecreed,Thattohis
cidade
city
nonethroughmeshould
venha
come
.
Heinallpartshathsway;
thererules,thereholdsHiscitadel
e
and
throne.
Ohappythose,Whomtherehechooses!”
Itohimin
poucos
few
:
“Bard!
bythatGod,whomthoudidstnotadore,Idobeseechthee(that
este
this
illandworseI
possa
may
escape)toleadme,
onde
where
thousaidst,ThatISaintPeter’sgate
possa
may
view,andthoseWhoasthoutell’st,arein
tal
such
dismalplight.”
CANTOII
Agora
Now
wasthedaydeparting,
e
and
theair,Imbrown’dwithshadows,fromtheirtoilsreleas’d
Todos
All
animalsonearth;
andI
sozinho
alone
Prepar’dmyselftheconflicttosustain,
Tanto
Both
ofsadpity,andthatperilousroad,Whichmyunerringmemoryshallretrace.
OMuses!
Ohighgenius!
agora
now
vouchsafeYouraid!
O
mente
mind
!
thatallIsawhastkeptSafeina
escrito
written
record,herethyworth
E
And
eminentendowmentscometoproof.
Ithusbegan:
“Bard!
thou
que
who
artmyguide,Consider
bem
well
,ifvirtuebeinmeSufficient,ereto
esta
this
highenterpriseThoutrust
mim
me
.
ThouhasttoldthatSilvius’sire,
Ainda
Yet
cloth’dincorruptibleflesh,amongTh’immortaltribes
tinha
had
entrance,andwasthereSensiblepresent.
No entanto
Yet
ifheaven’sgreatLord,Almightyfoetoill,
tal
such
favourshew’d,Incontemplationof
o
the
higheffect,Bothwhatandwhofromhim
deveria
should
issueforth,Itseemsinreason’sjudgment
bem
well
deserv’d:
SithheofRome,
e
and
ofRome’sempirewide,Inheaven’sempyrealheightwaschosensire:
Ambos
Both
which,iftruthbespoken,wereordain’d
E
And
’stablish’dfortheholy
lugar
place
,wheresitsWhoto
grande
great
Peter’ssacredchairsucceeds.
Hefromthisjourney,inthysongrenown’d,Learn’dthings,
que
that
tohisvictorygaverise
E
And
tothepapalrobe.
Inafter-timesThechosenvessel
também
also
travel’dthere,Tobringusbackassuranceinthatfaith,Whichistheentrancetosalvation’s
caminho
way
.
ButI,whyshouldItherepresume?
ou
or
whoPermitsit?
notAeneasInorPaul.
MyselfIdeemnotworthy,
e
and
noneelseWilldeem
me
me
.
I,ifonthisvoyagethenIventure,fearitwillinfollyend.
Thou,whoartwise,
melhor
better
mymeaningknow’st,ThanI
posso
can
speak.”
Asone,whounresolvesWhathehath
tarde
late
resolv’d,andwithnewthoughts
Muda
Changes
hispurpose,fromhisfirstintentRemov’d;
e’en
tão
such
wasIonthatduncoast,Wastinginthoughtmyenterprise,atfirstSoeagerlyembrac’d.
“IfrightthywordsIscan,”repliedthatshademagnanimous,“Thysoulisbyvilefearassail’d,whichoftSoovercastsa
homem
man
,thatherecoilsFromnoblestresolution,
como
like
abeastAtsomefalsesemblancein
as
the
twilightgloom.
Thatfromthisterrorthoumayst
libertes
free
thyself,IwillinstructtheewhyI
vim
came
,andwhatIheardinthat
mesmo
same
instant,whenfortheeGrieftouch’dmefirst.
Iwasamongthetribe,
Que
Who
restsuspended,whenadame,soblest
E
And
lovely,Ibesoughthertocommand,Call’d
me
me
;
hereyeswerebrighterthanthestarOf
dia
day
;
andshewithgentlevoice
e
and
softAngelicallytun’dherspeechaddress’d:
“OcourteousshadeofMantua!
thouwhosefame
Ainda
Yet
lives,andshalllivelongasnature
dura
lasts
!
Afriend,notofmyfortune
mas
but
myself,Onthewidedesertinhisroadhas
encontrou
met
Hindrancesogreat,thathethroughfearhasturn’d.
Agora
Now
muchIdreadlesthepast
ajuda
help
havestray’d,AndIberis’ntoo
tarde
late
forhisrelief,FromwhatinheavenofhimI
ouvi
heard
.
Speednow,Andbythyeloquentpersuasivetongue,
E
And
byallmeansforhisdeliverance
encontrar
meet
,Assisthim.
Sotomewillcomfortspring.
I
que
who
nowbidtheeon
esta
this
errandforthAmBeatrice;
from
um
a
placeIcome.
(Note:
Beatrice.
I
uso
use
thisword,asitispronouncedin
a
the
Italian,asconsistingof
quatro
four
syllables,ofwhichthethirdisalongone.)
Revisited
com
with
joy.
Lovebroughtmethence,
Que
Who
promptsmyspeech.
WheninmyMaster’ssightIstand,thypraisetohimIoft
ir
will
tell.”
Shethenwassilent,
e
and
Ithusbegan:
“O
Senhora
Lady
!
bywhoseinfluencealone,Mankindexcelswhateveriscontain’dWithinthatheavenwhichhaththesmallestorb,Sothycommanddelights
me
me
,thattoobey,Ifitwere
feito
done
already,wouldseemlate.
Não
No
needhastthoufarthertospeakthy
queres
will
;
Yettellthereason,whythouartnotlothTo
deixar
leave
thatamplespace,whereto
voltar
return
Thouburnest,forthiscentre
aqui
here
beneath.”
Shethen:
“Sincethousodeeplywouldstinquire,Iwillinstructtheebriefly,why
nenhum
no
dreadHindersmyentrance
aqui
here
.
ThosethingsaloneAretobefear’d,whenceevil
pode
may
proceed,Noneelse,fornoneareterriblebeside.
Iamsofram’dby
Deus
God
,thankstohisgrace!
Que
That
anysuff’ranceofyourmisery
Toque
Touches
menot,norflameof
que
that
fiercefireAssailsme.
In
alto
high
heavenablesseddameBesides,whomourns
com
with
sucheffectualgriefThathindrance,whichI
envio
send
theetoremove,ThatGod’ssternjudgmenttoher
vontade
will
inclines.”
ToLuciacalling,hershethusbespake:
“Nowdoththyfaithfulservant
precisa
need
thyaidAndIcommendhimtothee.”
Ather
palavra
word
SpedLucia,ofallcrueltythefoe,
E
And
comingtotheplace,
onde
where
IabodeSeatedwithRachel,herofancientdays,Shethusaddress’d
mim
me
:
“Thoutruepraiseof
Deus
God
!
Beatrice!
whyisnotthysuccourlentTo
ele
him
,whosomuchlov’dthee,astoleaveForthysake
toda
all
themultitudeadmires?
Dostthounot
ouves
hear
howpitifulhiswail,Normarkthe
morte
death
,whichinthetorrentflood,Swolnmightierthan
um
a
sea,himstrugglingholds?”
Ne’eramongmendidany
com
with
suchspeedHastetotheirprofit,fleefromtheirannoy,As
quando
when
thesewordswerespoken,I
vim
came
here,Downfrommyblessedseat,
confiando
trusting
theforceOfthypureeloquence,whichthee,
e
and
allWhowellhavemark’dit,intohonourbrings.”
“Whenshe
tinha
had
ended,herbrightbeamingeyesTearfulsheturn’daside;
whereatI
senti
felt
Redoubledzealtoservethee.
Asshewill’d,ThusamI
vim
come
:
Isav’dtheefrom
o
the
beast,Whothynearwayacross
o
the
goodlymountPrevented.
Whatisthis
vem
comes
o’ertheethen?
Why,whydostthouhangback?
whyinthybreastHarbourvilefear?
whyhastnotcouragethere
E
And
nobledaring?
SincethreemaidssoblestThysafety
plano
plan
,e’eninthecourtofheaven;
E
And
somuchcertaingoodmywordsforebode.”
Asflorets,bythefrosty
ar
air
ofnightBentdown
e
and
clos’d,whendayhasblanch’dtheirleaves,Rise
todas
all
unfoldedontheirspirystems;
Sowasmyfaintingvigour
novo
new
restor’d,Andtomy
coração
heart
suchkindlycourageran,
Que
That
Iasoneundaunted
logo
soon
replied:
“Ofullofpity
ela
she
,whoundertookMysuccour!
e
and
thoukindwhodidstperformSo
logo
soon
hertruebehest!
With
tal
such
desireThouhastdispos’dmetorenewmyvoyage,
Que
That
myfirstpurposefullyisresum’d.
Lead
em
on
:
oneonlywillisinus
ambos
both
.
Thouartmyguide,my
mestre
master
thou,andlord.”
Sospake
Eu
I
;
CANTOIII
“Throughmeyoupassinto
a
the
cityofwoe:
Throughmeyoupassintoeternalpain:
Através
Through
meamongthepeoplelostforaye.
Justice
o
the
founderofmyfabricmov’d:
Torearmewasthetaskof
poder
power
divine,Supremestwisdom,andprimeval
amor
love
.
Beforemethingscreatewerenone,savethingsEternal,
e
and
eternalIendure.
“All
esperança
hope
abandonyewhoenterhere.”
Tais
Such
charactersincolourdimImark’d
Sobre
Over
aportal’sloftyarchinscrib’d:
WhereatIthus:
“Master,
estas
these
wordsimportHardmeaning.”
Heas
um
one
prepar’dreplied:
“Herethoumust
toda
all
distrustbehindtheeleave;
Aqui
Here
bevilefearextinguish’d.
Weare
viemos
come
WhereIhavetoldtheeweshall
veremos
see
thesoulsTomiserydoom’d,
que
who
intellectualgoodHavelost.”
E
And
whenhishandhe
tinha
had
stretch’dforthTomine,
com
with
pleasantlooks,whenceIwascheer’d,Intothatsecret
lugar
place
heledmeon.
Aqui
Here
sighswithlamentationsandloudmoansResoundedthroughthe
ar
air
pierc’dbynostar,
Que
That
e’enIweptatentering.
Varioustongues,Horriblelanguages,outcriesofwoe,Accentsofanger,voicesdeep
e
and
hoarse,Withhandstogethersmote
que
that
swell’dthesounds,Madeup
um
a
tumult,thatforeverwhirlsRoundthrough
que
that
airwithsoliddarknessstain’d,
Como
Like
tothesandthatinthewhirlwindflies.
Ithen,
com
with
erroryetencompass’d,cried:
“O
mestre
master
!
WhatisthisI
ouvir
hear
?
WhatraceArethese,whoseemsoovercomewithwoe?”
Hethusto
me
me
:
“ThismiserablefateSufferthewretchedsoulsofthose,wholiv’d
Sem
Without
orpraiseorblame,
com
with
thatillbandOfangelsmix’d,whonorrebelliousprov’dNor
ainda
yet
weretruetoGod,
mas
but
forthemselvesWereonly.
FromhisboundsHeavendrovethemforth,Nottoimpairhislustre,northedepthOf
Inferno
Hell
receivesthem,lestth’accursedtribeShouldglorythence
com
with
exultationvain.”
Ithen:
“Master!
whatdothaggrievethemthus,Thattheylamentsoloud?”
Hestraightreplied:
“That
vou
will
Itelltheebriefly.
Estes
These
ofdeathNohope
pode
may
entertain:
andtheirblind
vida
life
Someanlypasses,that
todos
all
otherlotsTheyenvy.
Fameofthem
o
the
worldhathnone,Norsuffers;
mercy
e
and
justicescornthemboth.
Fales
Speak
notofthem,but
olha
look
,andpassthemby.”
E
And
I,whostraightwaylook’d,beheld
uma
a
flag,Whichwhirlingran
em torno
around
sorapidly,Thatit
não
no
pauseobtain’d:
andfollowing
veio
came
Suchalongtrainofspirits,Ishouldne’erHavethought,
que
that
deathsomanyhaddespoil’d.
Quando
When
someoftheseIrecogniz’d,I
vi
saw
Andknewtheshadeofhim,
que
who
tobasefearYielding,abjur’dhis
alta
high
estate.
ForthwithIunderstoodforcertain
esta
this
thetribeOfthoseillspirits
tanto
both
toGoddispleasingAndtohisfoes.
Esses
These
wretches,whone’erlived,
Foram
Went
oninnakedness,andsorelystungBywasps
e
and
hornets,whichbedew’dtheircheeks
Com
With
blood,thatmix’dwithtearsdropp’dtotheirfeet,
E
And
bydisgustfulwormswasgather’d
there
.
ThenlookingfartheronwardsIbeheldAthrongupontheshoreofa
grande
great
stream:
WhereatIthus:
“Sir!
grantme
agora
now
toknowWhomhereweview,
e
and
whenceimpell’dtheyseemSoeagertopasso’er,asIdiscern
Através
Through
theblearlight?”
Hethustomein
poucos
few
:
“Thisshaltthouknow,soonasourstepsarriveBeside
os
the
woefultideofAcheron.”
Then
com
with
eyesdownwardcastandfill’d
com
with
shame,Fearingmywordsoffensivetohisear,Tillwehadreach’dtheriver,IfromspeechAbstain’d.
E
And
lo!
towardusinabark
Vem
Comes
onanoldmanhoary
branco
white
witheld,.
Crying,“Woetoyouwickedspirits!
espero
hope
notEvertosee
o
the
skyagain.
IcomeTo
levar
take
youtotheothershoreacross,Intoeternaldarkness,
there
todwellInfierceheat
e
and
inice.
Andthou,
que
who
thereStandest,livespirit!
gettheehence,
e
and
leaveThesewhoaredead.”
Mas
But
soonashebeheldI
deixei
left
themnot,“Byotherway,”
disse
said
he,“Byotherhavenshaltthoucometoshore,Notby
esta
this
passage;
theeanimblerboat
Deve
Must
carry.”
Thentohimthusspakemyguide:
“Charon!
thyselftormentnot:
so’tiswill’d,
Onde
Where
willandpowerare
um
one
:
askthounomore.”