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Because the heart must always be different from the head? Why reasonably should I feel bad for a person fearful and full of doubts about my past and confident, however, in my / our future? Because, although I do not think there is nothing so disturbing (as well says the head), are agitated and my heart is in turmoil?
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Inferno, canto V
[...]
And like the wings of starlings bear them
in the cold season in large band and full,
so that blast the evil spirits
hither, thither, downward, upward, drives them;
No hope ever comforts them,
not of repose, but of a lesser penalty.
And as the cranes go chanting forth their lays, Making in
air a long line, so
saw I coming, uttering lamentations, Shadows borne
by the aforesaid stress
for ch ' i 'I said,' Master, who are those people who
the black air so castigates? ".
"The first of those whose stories
thou wouldst 'know," he said, those of us,
"The empress was of many languages.
vice of lust was so broken, that
libito made licit in her law,
for tower the blame to which it was conducted.
She is Semiramis, of whom we read That she succeeded
Nino and was his spouse
held the land that 'the Sultan rules.
The next is she who killed herself for love,
and broke faith with the ashes of Sichaeus;
Then Cleopatra the voluptuous.
See Helen, for whom so many ruthless Seasons revolved
and see 'the great Achilles,
that the last hour combated with Love.
See Paris, Tristan, and
more than a thousand Shades did he name his finger,
Whom Love had separated from our life.
After I had heard my teacher
naming women and old 'knights
pity came over me, and I was bewildered.
I 'began: "Poet, willingly
speak to those two that' go together, and they seem to be
the wind to be light."
And he to me: "You'll see when they
more at us, and then do thou implore them
love which leadeth, and they will come."
Soon as the wind in our direction sways them,
raised his voice: "O souls, panting,
Come speak to us, if none denies it not."
As doves called by desire
with the open and steady wings to the sweet nest
vegnon through the air by their volition borne,
such as these come out from the band where Dido,
to we coming through the air malign,
so strong was the affectionate appeal.
"O living creature gracious and benignant, Who visiting
go through the air that we lost
ringworm the world with blood, if
friend the king of the universe,
we pray to Him to give thee peace, Since thou hast
pity on our woe perverse.
of what you hear and speak like,
we hear and speak to you,
while 'the wind, as now, there is silent.
sits the land where I was born
on the marina where 'Po descends To rest in peace
co' retinue.
Love, that on gentle heart doth swiftly seize, Seized this man
the beautiful person that was taken from me and 'still the mode offends me.
Love, that exempts no one beloved from loving,
I took delight in him so strongly,
that, as you see, it does not leave me.
Love led us to one death:
Caina awaits him who quenched our life. "
These words from them to us.
offense had heard those souls,
china ' face and held it low, since
that 'the poet said: "What thinkest?".
When I replied, began: "Alas!
many pleasant thoughts, how much desire
less them to the painful step. "
Then I turned to them and talk about 'me,
and began: "Francesca, your martyrs
to weeping make me sad and pious.
But tell me, at the time of the sweet sighs, By what and
Love conceded
that you should know your dubious desires? ".
And she to me: "There is no greater sorrow than to recall
happy time In misery, and knows what 's your doctor.
But if to recognize the first root of
love in us thou hast so great desire,
tell as he who weeps and tells.
One day we reading for pleasure
Of Launcelot, how Love did him enthrall
we were alone and without any fear. For more
time our eyes together drew That reading
, and color from our faces;
But one point was that we won.
When we read how the desired smile
being kissed by such a lover,
those who ne'er from me shall be divided,
kiss my mouth all trembling.
Jailbird was' the book and who wrote it
that day we read no more therein. "
While the one spirit uttered this,
others wept for pity is that I came
less so as I die.
and fell like a dead body falls.
And like the wings of starlings bear them
in the cold season in large band and full,
so that blast the evil spirits
hither, thither, downward, upward, drives them;
No hope ever comforts them,
not of repose, but of a lesser penalty.
And as the cranes go chanting forth their lays, Making in
air a long line, so
saw I coming, uttering lamentations, Shadows borne
by the aforesaid stress
for ch ' i 'I said,' Master, who are those people who
the black air so castigates? ".
"The first of those whose stories
thou wouldst 'know," he said, those of us,
"The empress was of many languages.
vice of lust was so broken, that
libito made licit in her law,
for tower the blame to which it was conducted.
She is Semiramis, of whom we read That she succeeded
Nino and was his spouse
held the land that 'the Sultan rules.
The next is she who killed herself for love,
and broke faith with the ashes of Sichaeus;
Then Cleopatra the voluptuous.
See Helen, for whom so many ruthless Seasons revolved
and see 'the great Achilles,
that the last hour combated with Love.
See Paris, Tristan, and
more than a thousand Shades did he name his finger,
Whom Love had separated from our life.
After I had heard my teacher
naming women and old 'knights
pity came over me, and I was bewildered.
I 'began: "Poet, willingly
speak to those two that' go together, and they seem to be
the wind to be light."
And he to me: "You'll see when they
more at us, and then do thou implore them
love which leadeth, and they will come."
Soon as the wind in our direction sways them,
raised his voice: "O souls, panting,
Come speak to us, if none denies it not."
As doves called by desire
with the open and steady wings to the sweet nest
vegnon through the air by their volition borne,
such as these come out from the band where Dido,
to we coming through the air malign,
so strong was the affectionate appeal.
"O living creature gracious and benignant, Who visiting
go through the air that we lost
ringworm the world with blood, if
friend the king of the universe,
we pray to Him to give thee peace, Since thou hast
pity on our woe perverse.
of what you hear and speak like,
we hear and speak to you,
while 'the wind, as now, there is silent.
sits the land where I was born
on the marina where 'Po descends To rest in peace
co' retinue.
Love, that on gentle heart doth swiftly seize, Seized this man
the beautiful person that was taken from me and 'still the mode offends me.
Love, that exempts no one beloved from loving,
I took delight in him so strongly,
that, as you see, it does not leave me.
Love led us to one death:
Caina awaits him who quenched our life. "
These words from them to us.
offense had heard those souls,
china ' face and held it low, since
that 'the poet said: "What thinkest?".
When I replied, began: "Alas!
many pleasant thoughts, how much desire
less them to the painful step. "
Then I turned to them and talk about 'me,
and began: "Francesca, your martyrs
to weeping make me sad and pious.
But tell me, at the time of the sweet sighs, By what and
Love conceded
that you should know your dubious desires? ".
And she to me: "There is no greater sorrow than to recall
happy time In misery, and knows what 's your doctor.
But if to recognize the first root of
love in us thou hast so great desire,
tell as he who weeps and tells.
One day we reading for pleasure
Of Launcelot, how Love did him enthrall
we were alone and without any fear. For more
time our eyes together drew That reading
, and color from our faces;
But one point was that we won.
When we read how the desired smile
being kissed by such a lover,
those who ne'er from me shall be divided,
kiss my mouth all trembling.
Jailbird was' the book and who wrote it
that day we read no more therein. "
While the one spirit uttered this,
others wept for pity is that I came
less so as I die.
and fell like a dead body falls.
lesson is a really nice ... especially for the context in which I have heard lately ... thanks!
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