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Dante. "Divine Comedy"

Inferno · Canto I

Halfway through the journey of our life I found myself within a forest dark, For the straight way was lost.

Ah, how to tell what is what was this forest savage, rough, tough and strong that the very thought renews the fear!

Tant 'is bitter that death is little more, but for the good that' there, I shall say of the other things I
'saw.

I can not well repeat how 'i' entered, So 'was full of sleep at that point abandoned the true path. But after I

'I was at the foot of a hill, where the valley terminated, who had me pierced my heart with fear,

looked up and saw its shoulders, Vested already with 'planet's rays Which leadeth others right by every road.

Then was the fear a little quieted That in the lake of my heart through the night that I 'passed so pity.

And as one who, with distressful breath, Forth issued from the sea to shore, turns al'acqua perilous and gazes, so

my mind, still a fugitive, he turned back to look intently at the pass that is not never let a living person.

when he is resting his body a little fatigued, again over the desert slope, so that 'the firm foot ever was' the lowest.

And here, quasi al cominciar de l’erta, una lonza leggera e presta molto, che di pel macolato era coverta;

e non mi si partia dinanzi al volto, anzi ’mpediva tanto il mio cammino, ch’i’ fui per ritornar più volte vòlto.

Temp’ era dal principio del mattino, e ’l sol montava ’n sù con quelle stelle ch’eran con lui quando l’amor divino

mosse di prima quelle cose belle; sì ch’a bene sperar m’era cagione di quella fiera a la gaetta pelle

l’ora del tempo e la dolce stagione; ma non sì che paura non mi desse la vista che m’apparve d’un leone.

Questi parea che contra me venisse with the tests' high, and with ravenous hunger, So that it seemed the air was afraid of him.

And a she-wolf, which seemed to be laden with all its desires its thinness, and many people once made live forlorn,

this gave me so much heaviness, With the fear That issue of his glance, I lost all hope height.

And he is who willingly acquires, and June 's time to lose, that' n all his thoughts to weeping es'attrista;

that made me the beast without peace, which, coming on 'Encounters, little I just ripigneva where 'the sun is silent. While I

'down to lower ground, in front of my eyes I was you, Who long silence seemed hoarse.

When I saw him in the desert vast, "Have pity on me," I cried, "what thou art, or shade or real man."

He answered: "No man, I was a man, and my parents came from Lombardy, Mantuans by country both.

was born sub Julio, it was late, and lived in Rome under 'the good Augustus, During the time of the false and liars.

I was a poet, and I sang that just Son of Anchises, who came to Troy after 'Ilion the superb was burned.

But why do you return to wretchedness? why do not you climb the mountain of delight, and cause of every joy? ".

"Now, 'thou that Virgilius and that fountain Which spreads abroad so wide a river of speech?" He answered' I him him with bashful forehead.

"Or the other poets honor and light, Avail 'long study and' the love that made me search your volume.

You 'my teacher' my author, thou 'only one from whom' I took The beautiful style that I have been honored.

See the beast 'I turned, me from her famous essay, she has made my veins and pulses tremble. "

"Thou must take another road," he answered when he saw me weeping, "if you wish ' scope of this savage place;

Because this beast, for which you cry, does not leave his man to pass away, but so 'that did impede him;

and nature so malign and ruthless, That never not sate her greedy will, and after 'the meal was hungrier than ever.

Many are the animals with whom she weds, And more will be still, until 'the Greyhound Comes, who will die in pain.

He shall not feed on either earth or pelf, But upon wisdom, love and virtue, and his nation will be between two felts.

Of that low Italy shall health for which the virgin Camilla died, Euryalus and Turnus and Nisus of wounds.

These

the chase for every villa, which has since called it the 'Hell, whence' nvidia dipartilla first.

Ond 'I for thy me' think and judge that you 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 the each second death cries

and see those souls who are content in the fire, because they hope to come when it is the blessed people.

To whom, then if you want to go, what soul shall be more worthy of me: I will leave you with her at my departure;

For the Emperor who reigns above, because ' i 'was' rebellious to his law, Wills that' n me none come into his city.

reigns everywhere, and there holds: there is his city and the high seat: O happy he whom 'chooses to be there. "

And I to him: "Poet, I thee entreat God for what you do not know, So that I may escape this woe and worse,

you lead me there, where 'thou hast said, That I may see the door St. Peter and those whom you so much sad. "

Then he moved on, and I behind him

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