"Ma questo è un sogno? O realtà ?" walking in my dream met a beautiful mermeid whose charming crooning stealed as with ulisses
virtue? perdition? hard to choose… master answered killing her, waking me up is the only escape
Dante dreams. Dreams a strange woman, who turns into a kind of mermaid as fascinating as the sirens that meet Ulysses in his long trip
In the dream he asks for help from Virgil, who is staring at his clothes of the first woman of the dream and shows her belly, rotten and smelly to the point that Dante wakes up.
immersed in thoughts he said she was like those sins which bind soul to goods, but temperance will save you
that's why you should offer your heart to the heavens, like hawks do: first blind, but ready to fly at the sign
here that pain it comes: I hear “my soul stuck the ground” by weeping souls please guide us; don't loose the faith, it will come an end
Virgilio explains that the woman is "that ancient witch" she represents the sins punished in the upper part of Purgatory, that is those caused by an excess of desire for earthly goods he adds that Dante in his dream saw how we can free ourselves from it to temperance Let him therefore be determined to address his heart to heaven (and not to earthly goods). Dante is like the hawk who first looks long on the ground, then, at the call of the falconer, it rushes upwards looking for prey; so he quickly runs the ladder in the rock up to the entrance in the fifth group.
before leaving, tell me if I can be of any help; who are you? I was a Pope for a moon used to long for it, despite the little time, I felt the weight of role
my kneels down give you the respect you due stand, my brother! we both are under the Only; in God's reign no husbands or wives, but we all will be as angels
As soon as he entered the fifth circle, Dante sees a crowd of souls, mouthfuls on the ground, that between tears and sighs hardly say, in the words of the Psalm CXIX, "my soul has adhered to the ground". Virgil with accents of compassion and hope asks for advice on the way to go. WHEN I WAS ALIVE, THOUGHT NO GREATER AWARD THAN BEING A POPE, GREEDYNESS KEPT ME FAR… NEVER RAISED MY HEART, SO NOW I FACE THE MUD. GREED HOLD ME, SO NOW I LIVE HANDS AND LEGS TIED
as we were leaving, a noise blared into my thoughts: heartquake!
nearly fainted in terror, I heard words into that shout:
“Gloria in excelsis Deo”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
