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The Purgatory of Dante Alighieri (pt. 2); The Earthly Paradise (cantos Xxviii-Xxxiii)
The Purgatory of Dante Alighieri The Earthly Paradise - pt. 2 - cantos Xxviii-Xxxiii Author:Dante Alighieri Volume: pt. 2 General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1899 Original Publisher: Macmillan and Co. Subjects: History / General Literary Criticism / European / Italian Poetry / Continental European Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missi... more »ng text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: CANTO VENTESIMONONO. Cantando come donna innamorata, Continuò col fin di sue parole : Beati, quorum tecta sunt peccata. 4 E come ninfe che si givan sole Per le salvatiche ombre, disiando Cjual di veder, qual di fuggir lo sole, 7 Allor si mosse contra il fiume, andando Su per la riva, ed io pari di lei, Picciol passo con picciol seguitando. i0 Non eran cento tra i suo' passi e i miei, Quando le ripe igualmente dier volta, Per modo ch' a levante mi rendei. 73 Né ancor fu cosi nostra via molta, Quando la Donna tutta a me si torse, Dicendo : Frate mio, guarda, ed ascolta. CANTO XXIX. With chant, as from enamoured dame, Her words unto their ending came: And "Blest are they" she said, " Whose sins are covered'' As nymphs through woodland shadows stray, Each on her solitary way, One keen the sun to see, And one therefrom to flee, So moved she there, the margin by, Against the stream; and with her I, Following in measured line Her little steps with mine. Our paces, hers and mine, scarce told A hundred, when with even fold Aside those banks were bent, And I to eastward went. When yet but little had we sped, She turned and " Brother mine," she said " Attend with eye and ear "And watch what shall appear." 16 Ed ecco un lustro subito trascorse Da tutte parti per la gran foresta, Tal che di balenar mi mise in forse. 19 Ma perché il balenar, come vien, resta, E quel durando più e più splendeva, Nel mio pensar ...« less