Purgatorio: Canto XXII
Statius' Denunciation of Avarice. The Sixth Circle: The Gluttonous. The Mystic Tree.
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Già era langel dietro a noi rimaso, langel che navea vòlti al sesto giro, avendomi dal viso un colpo raso;
e quei channo a giustizia lor disiro
E io più lieve che per laltre foci
quando Virgilio incominciò: «Amore,10
onde da lora che tra noi discese
mia benvoglienza inverso te fu quale
Ma dimmi, e come amico mi perdona
come poté trovar dentro al tuo seno
Queste parole Stazio mover fenno
Veramente più volte appaion cose
La tua dimanda tuo creder mavvera
Or sappi chavarizia fu partita
E se non fosse chio drizzai mia cura,
Per che non reggi tu, o sacra fame40
Allor maccorsi che troppo aprir lali
Quanti risurgeran coi crini scemi
E sappie che la colpa che rimbecca
però, sio son tra quella gente stato
«Or quando tu cantasti le crude armi
«per quello che Clïò teco lì tasta,
Se così è, qual sole o quai candele
Ed elli a lui: «Tu prima minvïasti
Facesti come quei che va di notte,
quando dicesti: Secol si rinova;70
Per te poeta fui, per te cristiano:
Già era l mondo tutto quanto pregno
e la parola tua sopra toccata
Vennermi poi parendo tanto santi,
e mentre che di là per me si stette,
E pria chio conducessi i Greci a fiumi
lungamente mostrando paganesmo;
Tu dunque, che levato hai il coperchio
dimmi dov è Terrenzio nostro antico,
«Costoro e Persio e io e altri assai»,100
nel primo cinghio del carcere cieco;
Euripide vè nosco e Antifonte,
Quivi si veggion de le genti tue
Védeisi quella che mostrò Langia;
Tacevansi ambedue già li poeti,
e già le quattro ancelle eran del giorno
quando il mio duca: «Io credo cha lo stremo
Così lusanza fu lì nostra insegna,
Elli givan dinanzi, e io soletto
Ma tosto ruppe le dolci ragioni130
e come abete in alto si digrada
Dal lato onde l cammin nostro era chiuso,
Li due poeti a lalber sappressaro;
Poi disse: «Più pensava Maria onde
E le Romane antiche, per lor bere,
Lo secol primo, quant oro fu bello,
Mele e locuste furon le vivande quanto per lo Vangelio vè aperto».
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Already was the Angel left behind us, The Angel who to the sixth round had turned us, Having erased one mark from off my face;
And those who have in justice their desire
And I, more light than through the other passes,
When thus Virgilius began: "The love10
Hence from the hour that Juvenal descended
My kindliness towards thee was as great
But tell me, and forgive me as a friend,
How was it possible within thy breast
These words excited Statius at first
Verily oftentimes do things appear
Thy question shows me thy belief to be
Therefore know thou, that avarice was removed
And were it not that I my thoughts uplifted,
'To what impellest thou not, O cursed hunger40
Then I perceived the hands could spread too wide
How many with shorn hair shall rise again
And know that the transgression which rebuts
Therefore if I have been among that folk
"Now when thou sangest the relentless weapons
"From that which Clio there with thee preludes,
If this be so, what candles or what sun
And he to him: "Thou first directedst me
Thou didst as he who walketh in the night,
When thou didst say: 'The age renews itself,70
Through thee I Poet was, through thee a Christian;
Already was the world in every part
And thy assertion, spoken of above,
Then they became so holy in my sight,
And all the while that I on earth remained,
And ere I led the Greeks unto the rivers
For a long time professing paganism;
Thou, therefore, who hast raised the covering
Tell me, in what place is our friend Terentius,
"These, Persius and myself, and others many,"100
In the first circle of the prison blind;
Euripides is with us, Antiphon,
There some of thine own people may be seen,
There she is seen who pointed out Langia;
Silent already were the poets both,
And four handmaidens of the day already
What time my Guide: "I think that tow'rds the edge
Thus in that region custom was our ensign;
They in advance went on, and I alone
But soon their sweet discourses interrupted130
And even as a fir-tree tapers upward
On that side where our pathway was enclosed
The Poets twain unto the tree drew near,
Then said: "More thoughtful Mary was of making
And for their drink the ancient Roman women
The primal age was beautiful as gold;
Honey and locusts were the aliments As by the Evangel is revealed to you."
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