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The Divine Comedy | Gradually Hardening Portuguese B2 Books

The Divine Comedy | Gradually Hardening Portuguese B2 Books

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CANTOI
Inthemidwayofthisourmortallife,Ifoundmeinagloomywood,astrayGonefromthepathdirect:
ande’entotellItwerenoeasytask,howsavagewildThatforest,howrobustandroughits
crescimento
growth,Whichtorememberonly,mydismayRenews,in
amargura
bitternessnotfarfromdeath.
Yettodiscourseofwhattheregoodbefell,AllelsewillIrelatediscover’dthere.
HowfirstIenter’ditIscarcecansay,Suchsleepydullnessinthat
instante
instantweigh’dMysensesdown,whenthetruepathIleft,Butwhenamountain’sfootIreach’d,whereclos’dThevalley,thathadpierc’dmyheartwith
medo
dread,Ilook’daloft,andsawhisshouldersbroadAlreadyvestedwiththatplanet’s
feixe
beam,Wholeadsallwandererssafethrougheveryway.
Thenwasalittlerespitetothefear,Thatinmyheart’srecessesdeephadlain,Allofthatnight,sopitifullypass’d:
Andasaman,withdifficultshortbreath,Forespentwithtoiling,’scap’dfromseatoshore,Turnstotheperilouswidewaste,andstandsAt
olhar
gaze;
e’ensomyspirit,thatyetfail’dStrugglingwith
terror
terror,turn’dtoviewthestraits,Thatnonehathpass’dandliv’d.
My
cansado
wearyframeAftershortpauserecomforted,againIjourney’donoverthatlonely
íngreme
steep,.
Thehinderfootstillfirmer.
ScarcetheascentBegan,when,lo!
a
pantera
panther,nimble,light,Andcover’dwithaspeckledskin,appear’d,Nor,whenitsawme,vanish’d,ratherstroveTocheckmyonwardgoing;
thatofttimesWithpurposetoretracemystepsIturn’d.
Thehourwasmorning’sprime,andonhiswayAloftthesun
subiu
ascendedwiththosestars,Thatwithhimrose,whenLove
divino
divinefirstmov’dThoseitsfairworks:
sothatwith
alegre
joyoushopeAllthingsconspir’dtofillme,thegayskinOfthat
rápido
swiftanimal,thematindawnAndthesweetseason.
Soonthatjoywaschas’d,Andbynew
medo
dreadsucceeded,wheninviewAlioncame,’gainstme,asitappear’d,.
Withhisheadheldaloftandhunger-mad,Thate’entheairwasfear-struck.
Ashe-wolfWasathisheels,whoinherleannessseem’dFullofallwants,andmanyalandhathmadeDisconsolateerenow.
ShewithsuchfearO’erwhelmedme,atthesightofherappall’d,Thatofthe
altura
heightallhopeIlost.
Asone,Whowithhis
ganho
gainelated,seesthetimeWhenallunwaresisgone,heinwardly
Lamenta
Mournswithheart-gripinganguish;
suchwasI,
Assombrado
Hauntedbythatfellbeast,neveratpeace,Whocomingo’eragainstme,bydegreesImpell’dmewherethesuninsilencerests.
WhiletothelowerspacewithbackwardstepIfell,mykendiscern’dtheformoneofone,Whosevoiceseem’d
desmaiar
faintthroughlongdisuseofspeech.
WhenhiminthatgreatdesertIespied,“Havemercyonme!”
criedIout
em voz alta
aloud,“Spirit!
orlivingman!
whate’erthoube!”
Heanswer’d:
“Nownotman,manonceIwas,AndbornofLombardparents,MantuanabothBycountry,whenthepowerofJuliusyetWas
mal
scarcelyfirm.
AtRomemylifewaspast
Sob
BeneaththemildAugustus,inthetimeOffableddeitiesandfalse.
AbardWasI,andmadeAnchises’uprightsonThesubjectofmysong,whocamefromTroy,Whenthe
chamas
flamesprey’donIlium’shaughtytowers.
Butthou,saywhereforetosuchperilspastReturn’stthou?
whereforenotthis
agradável
pleasantmountAscendest,causeandsourceofalldelight?”
“AndartthouthenthatVirgil,thatwell-spring,FromwhichsuchcopiousfloodsofeloquenceHaveissued?”
Iwithfrontabash’d
respondeu
replied.
“Gloryandlightofallthetunefultrain!
MayitavailmethatIlongwithzealHavesoughtthy
volume
volume,andwithloveimmenseHaveconn’dito’er.
Mymasterthouandguide!
ThouhefromwhomaloneIhavederiv’dThatstyle,whichforitsbeautyinto
fama
fameExaltsme.
Seethebeast,fromwhomI
fugi
fled.
Osavemefromher,thou
ilustre
illustrioussage!
“Foreveryveinand
pulso
pulsethroughoutmyframeShehathmadetremble.”
He,soonashesawThatIwasweeping,answer’d,“ThoumustneedsAnotherwaypursue,ifthouwouldst’scapeFromoutthatsavage
deserto
wilderness.
Thisbeast,Atwhomthoucriest,herwaywillsuffernoneTopass,andnolesshindrancemakesthandeath:
Sobadandsoaccursedinherkind,Thatneversatedisherravenouswill,Stillafterfoodmorecravingthanbefore.
Tomanyananimalinwedlock
vil
vileShefastens,andshallyettomanymore,Untilthatgreyhoundcome,whoshalldestroyHerwithsharppain.
HewillnotlifesupportByearthnoritsbasemetals,butbylove,
Sabedoria
Wisdom,andvirtue,andhislandshallbeTheland’twixteitherFeltro.
InhismightShallsafetytoItalia’splains
surgirá
arise,Forwhosefairrealm,Camilla,virginpure,Nisus,Euryalus,andTurnusfell.
HewithincessantchasethrougheverytownShallworry,untilhetohellatlengthRestoreher,thenceby
inveja
envyfirstletloose.
Iforthy
lucro
profitpond’ringnowdevise,Thatthoumaystfollowme,andIthyguideWillleadtheehencethroughan
eterno
eternalspace,Wherethoushaltheardespairingshrieks,andseeSpiritsofoldtormented,whoinvokeAseconddeath;
andthosenextview,whodwellContentinfire,forthattheyhopetocome,Whene’erthetimemaybe,amongtheblest,IntowhoseregionsifthouthendesireT’
subir
ascend,aspiritworthierthanIMustleadthee,inwhosecharge,whenI
partir
depart,Thoushaltbeleft:
forthatAlmightyKing,Who
reina
reignsabove,arebeltohislaw,Adjudgesme,andthereforehath
decretou
decreed,Thattohiscitynonethroughmeshouldcome.
Heinallpartshathsway;
thererules,thereholdsHiscitadeland
trono
throne.
Ohappythose,Whomtherehechooses!”
Itohiminfew:
“Bard!
bythatGod,whomthoudidstnot
adoraste
adore,Idobeseechthee(thatthisillandworseImayescape)toleadme,wherethousaidst,ThatISaintPeter’sgatemayview,andthoseWhoasthoutell’st,areinsuchdismalplight.”
CANTOII
Nowwasthedaydeparting,andtheair,Imbrown’dwithshadows,fromtheirtoilsreleas’dAllanimalsonearth;
andIalonePrepar’dmyselfthe
conflito
conflicttosustain,Bothofsadpity,andthatperilousroad,Whichmyunerringmemoryshallretrace.
OMuses!
Ohighgenius!
nowvouchsafeYour
ajuda
aid!
Omind!
thatallIsawhastkeptSafeinawrittenrecord,herethyworthAndeminentendowmentscometoproof.
Ithusbegan:
“Bard!
thouwhoartmyguide,Considerwell,if
virtude
virtuebeinmeSufficient,eretothishigh
empresa
enterpriseThoutrustme.
ThouhasttoldthatSilvius’sire,Yetcloth’dincorruptibleflesh,amongTh’immortaltribeshadentrance,andwasthere
Sensível
Sensiblepresent.
Yetifheaven’sgreatLord,Almighty
inimigo
foetoill,suchfavourshew’d,Incontemplationofthehigheffect,Bothwhatandwhofromhimshouldissueforth,Itseemsinreason’s
julgamento
judgmentwelldeserv’d:
SithheofRome,andofRome’sempirewide,Inheaven’sempyreal
altura
heightwaschosensire:
Bothwhich,iftruthbespoken,wereordain’dAnd’stablish’dfortheholyplace,wheresitsWhotogreatPeter’ssacredchair
sucede
succeeds.
Hefromthisjourney,inthysongrenown’d,Learn’dthings,thattohisvictorygaveriseAndtothepapal
túnica
robe.
Inafter-timesThechosen
navio
vesselalsotravel’dthere,Tobringusbackassuranceinthatfaith,Whichistheentrancetosalvation’sway.
ButI,whyshouldIthere
presumir
presume?
orwhoPermitsit?
notAeneasInorPaul.
MyselfIdeemnot
digno
worthy,andnoneelseWilldeemme.
I,ifonthis
viagem
voyagethenIventure,fearitwillinfollyend.
Thou,whoartwise,bettermymeaningknow’st,ThanIcanspeak.”
Asone,whounresolvesWhathehathlateresolv’d,andwithnewthoughtsChangeshispurpose,fromhisfirst
intenção
intentRemov’d;
e’ensuchwasIonthatduncoast,Wastinginthoughtmyenterprise,atfirstSo
ansiosamente
eagerlyembrac’d.
“IfrightthywordsIscan,”
respondeu
repliedthatshademagnanimous,“Thysoulisby
vil
vilefearassail’d,whichoftSoovercastsaman,thatherecoilsFromnoblest
resolução
resolution,likeabeastAtsomefalsesemblanceinthetwilight
escuridão
gloom.
Thatfromthisterrorthoumaystfreethyself,Iwill
instruirei
instructtheewhyIcame,andwhatIheardinthatsame
instante
instant,whenfortheeGrieftouch’dmefirst.
Iwasamongthe
tribo
tribe,Whorestsuspended,whenadame,soblestAndlovely,Ibesoughthertocommand,Call’dme;
hereyeswerebrighterthanthestarOfday;
andshewithgentlevoiceandsoftAngelicallytun’dherspeechaddress’d:
“O
cortês
courteousshadeofMantua!
thouwhose
fama
fameYetlives,andshalllivelongasnaturelasts!
Afriend,notofmyfortunebutmyself,OnthewidedesertinhisroadhasmetHindrancesogreat,thathethroughfearhasturn’d.
NowmuchIdreadlesthepasthelphavestray’d,AndIberis’ntoolateforhis
alívio
relief,FromwhatinheavenofhimIheard.
Speednow,Andbythyeloquentpersuasivetongue,Andbyallmeansforhisdeliverancemeet,Assisthim.
Sotomewill
conforto
comfortspring.
IwhonowbidtheeonthiserrandforthAmBeatrice;
fromaplaceIcome.
(Note:
Beatrice.
Iusethisword,asitispronouncedintheItalian,asconsistingoffoursyllables,ofwhichthethirdisalongone.)
Revisitedwithjoy.
Lovebroughtmethence,Whopromptsmyspeech.
WheninmyMaster’ssightIstand,thy
louvor
praisetohimIoftwilltell.”
Shethenwassilent,andIthusbegan:
“OLady!
bywhose
influência
influencealone,Mankindexcelswhateveriscontain’dWithinthatheavenwhichhaththesmallest
esfera
orb,Sothycommanddelightsme,thatto
obedecer
obey,Ifitweredonealready,wouldseemlate.
Noneedhastthou
mais
farthertospeakthywill;
Yettellthereason,whythouartnotlothToleavethatamplespace,wheretoreturnThouburnest,forthis
centro
centreherebeneath.”
Shethen:
“Sincethousodeeplywouldst
perguntar
inquire,Iwillinstructthee
brevemente
briefly,whynodreadHindersmyentrancehere.
ThosethingsaloneAretobefear’d,whenceevilmay
proceder
proceed,Noneelse,fornoneareterriblebeside.
Iamsofram’dbyGod,thankstohisgrace!
Thatanysuff’ranceofyourmiseryTouchesmenot,norflameofthat
feroz
fiercefireAssailsme.
InhighheavenablesseddameBesides,who
chora
mournswithsucheffectualgriefThathindrance,whichIsendtheetoremove,ThatGod’s
severo
sternjudgmenttoherwillinclines.”
ToLuciacalling,hershethusbespake:
“Nowdoththy
fiel
faithfulservantneedthyaidAndI
recomendo
commendhimtothee.”
AtherwordSpedLucia,ofall
crueldade
crueltythefoe,Andcomingtotheplace,whereI
habitei
abodeSeatedwithRachel,herofancientdays,Shethusaddress’dme:
“Thoutrue
louvor
praiseofGod!
Beatrice!
whyisnotthysuccourlentTohim,whosomuchlov’dthee,astoleaveForthysakeallthemultitude
admira
admires?
Dostthounothearhow
lamentável
pitifulhiswail,Normarkthedeath,whichinthetorrent
inundação
flood,Swolnmightierthanasea,himstrugglingholds?”
Ne’eramongmendidanywithsuchspeedHastetotheirprofit,
fugindo
fleefromtheirannoy,Aswhenthesewordswerespoken,Icamehere,Downfrommyblessedseat,trustingtheforceOfthypureeloquence,whichthee,andallWhowellhavemark’dit,intohonourbrings.”
“Whenshehadended,herbrightbeamingeyesTearfulsheturn’daside;
whereatIfeltRedoubledzealtoservethee.
Asshewill’d,ThusamIcome:
Isav’dtheefromthebeast,Whothynearwayacrossthegoodly
monte
mountPrevented.
Whatisthiscomeso’ertheethen?
Why,whydostthouhangback?
whyinthy
peito
breastHarbourvilefear?
whyhastnotcouragethereAnd
nobre
nobledaring?
SincethreemaidssoblestThysafetyplan,e’eninthecourtofheaven;
Andsomuchcertaingoodmywordsforebode.”
Asflorets,bythe
gelado
frostyairofnightBentdownandclos’d,whendayhasblanch’dtheirleaves,Riseallunfoldedontheirspirystems;
Sowasmy
desmaiar
faintingvigournewrestor’d,Andtomyheartsuchkindlycourageran,ThatIasoneundauntedsoon
respondeu
replied:
“Ofullofpityshe,whoundertookMysuccour!
andthoukindwhodidstperformSosoonhertruebehest!
WithsuchdesireThouhastdispos’dmeto
renovar
renewmyvoyage,Thatmyfirstpurposefullyisresum’d.
Leadon:
oneonlywillisinusboth.
Thouartmyguide,mymasterthou,andlord.”
SospakeI;
CANTOIII
“Throughmeyoupassintothecityof
desgraça
woe:
Throughmeyoupassinto
eterna
eternalpain:
Throughmeamongthepeoplelostforaye.
Justicethe
fundador
founderofmyfabricmov’d:
Torearmewasthetaskofpower
divino
divine,Supremestwisdom,andprimevallove.
Beforemethingscreatewerenone,savethingsEternal,andeternalI
suporto
endure.
“Allhopeabandonyewhoenterhere.”
Suchcharactersin
cor
colourdimImark’dOveraportal’slofty
arco
archinscrib’d:
WhereatIthus:
“Master,thesewords
importam
importHardmeaning.”
Heasoneprepar’d
respondeu
replied:
“Herethoumustalldistrustbehindtheeleave;
Herebe
vil
vilefearextinguish’d.
WearecomeWhereIhavetoldtheeweshallseethesoulsTo
miséria
miserydoom’d,whointellectualgoodHavelost.”
Andwhenhishandhehadstretch’dforthTomine,withpleasantlooks,whenceIwascheer’d,Intothatsecretplaceheledmeon.
HeresighswithlamentationsandloudmoansResoundedthroughtheairpierc’dbynostar,Thate’enIweptatentering.
Varioustongues,Horriblelanguages,outcriesofwoe,Accentsofanger,voicesdeepandhoarse,Withhandstogethersmotethatswell’dthesounds,Madeupatumult,thatforeverwhirlsRoundthroughthatairwithsoliddarknessstain’d,Liketothesandthatinthewhirlwindflies.
Ithen,with
erro
erroryetencompass’d,cried:
“Omaster!
WhatisthisIhear?
WhatraceArethese,whoseemsoovercomewithwoe?”
Hethustome:
“ThismiserablefateSufferthewretchedsoulsofthose,wholiv’dWithoutor
elogio
praiseorblame,withthatillbandOfangelsmix’d,whonor
rebelde
rebelliousprov’dNoryetweretruetoGod,butforthemselvesWereonly.
FromhisboundsHeavendrovethemforth,Nottoimpairhislustre,northedepthOfHellreceivesthem,lestth’accursed
tribo
tribeShouldglorythencewithexultationvain.”
Ithen:
“Master!
whatdothaggrievethemthus,Thatthey
lamentam
lamentsoloud?”
Hestraight
respondeu
replied:
“ThatwillItellthee
brevemente
briefly.
TheseofdeathNohopemay
entreter
entertain:
andtheirblindlifeSomeanlypasses,thatallotherlotsThey
invejam
envy.
Fameofthemtheworldhathnone,Norsuffers;
mercyandjustice
desprezam
scornthemboth.
Speaknotofthem,butlook,andpassthemby.”
AndI,whostraightwaylook’d,behelda
bandeira
flag,Whichwhirlingranaroundso
rapidamente
rapidly,Thatitnopauseobtain’d:
andfollowingcameSuchalongtrainofspirits,Ishouldne’erHavethought,thatdeathsomanyhaddespoil’d.
WhensomeoftheseIrecogniz’d,IsawAndknewthe
sombra
shadeofhim,whotobasefear
Cedeu
Yielding,abjur’dhishighestate.
ForthwithIunderstoodforcertainthisthe
tribo
tribeOfthoseillspiritsbothtoGoddispleasingAndtohisfoes.
Thesewretches,whone’erlived,Wentoninnakedness,andsorelystungBywaspsandhornets,whichbedew’dtheircheeksWithblood,thatmix’dwithtearsdropp’dtotheirfeet,Andbydisgustfulwormswasgather’dthere.
Thenlooking
mais
fartheronwardsIbeheldAthrongupontheshoreofagreat
riacho
stream:
WhereatIthus:
“Sir!
grantmenowtoknowWhomhereweview,andwhenceimpell’dtheyseemSoeagertopasso’er,asIdiscernThroughtheblearlight?”
Hethustomeinfew:
“Thisshaltthouknow,soonasourstepsarriveBesidethewoeful
maré
tideofAcheron.”
Thenwitheyes
para baixo
downwardcastandfill’dwithshame,Fearingmywordsoffensivetohisear,Tillwehadreach’dtheriver,IfromspeechAbstain’d.
Andlo!
towardusina
casca
barkComesonanoldmanhoarywhitewitheld,.
Crying,“Woetoyouwickedspirits!
hopenotEvertoseetheskyagain.
IcomeTotakeyoutotheothershoreacross,Into
eterna
eternaldarkness,theretodwellIn
feroz
fierceheatandinice.
Andthou,whothereStandest,livespirit!
gettheehence,andleaveThesewhoaredead.”
ButsoonashebeheldIleftthemnot,“Byotherway,”saidhe,“Byotherhavenshaltthoucometoshore,Notbythis
passagem
passage;
theeanimblerboatMustcarry.”
Thentohimthusspakemyguide:
“Charon!
thyselftormentnot:
so’tiswill’d,Wherewillandpowerareone:
askthounomore.”