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. The abbot sign’d the great cross on his front,
« Then go you with God's benison and mine;» Orlando, after be had scaled the mount,
As the abbot bad directed, kept the line
Who, seeing him alone in this design,
But, said Orlando, « Saracen insane!
God, not to serve as fooiboy in your train;
Vile dog!'ı is past his patience to sustain.»
Who had not moved him from the spot, and swinging The cord, he hurld a stone with strength so rude,
As show'd a sample of his skill in slinging;
And head, and set both head and helmet ringing,
Said, « I will go, and, while he lies along,
But Christ his servants ne'er abandons long, Especially Orlando, such a knight,
As to desert would almost be a wrong.
Thou thought'st me doubtless for the bier outlaid; To the right about, without wings thou 'rt too slow
To fly my vengeance-currish renegade!
The giant his astonishment betray'd,
To split the head in (waio was what he schemedCortana clave the skull like a true brand,
And Pagan Passamont died upredeemd. Yet harsh and haughty, as he lay be bann'd,
And most devoutly Macon still blasphemed;
And I to thee, oh Lorů, am ever bound.
Siace by the giant I was fairly down'd.
Our power without thine aid would nought be found :
And Alabaster he found out below,
To root from out a bank a rock or two, Orlando, when he reach'd him, loud'gan say,
« How think'st thou, glution, such a stone to throw !» When Alabaster heard his deep voice ring, He suddenly betook him to his sling.
That if it had in fact fulbild its mission,
There would bave been no need of a physician. Orlando set himself in turn to charge,
And in his bulky bosom made incision With all his sword. The lout fell; but, o'erthrown, he However by no means forgot Macone.
XXXIX. Morgante had a palace in his mode,
Composed of branches, logs of wood, and carth, And stretch'd himself at ease in this abode,
And shut himself at night within his birth.
The giant from his sleep; and be came forth,
And Mahomet he calld, but Mahomet
But praying blessed Jesu, he was set
And to the gate he came with great regret « Who knocks here?» grumbling all the while, said he: « That,» said Orlando, « you will quickly see.
XLI. «I come to preach to you, as to your brothers,
Sent by the miserable monks-repentance; For Providence divine, in you and others,
Condemns the evil done by new acquaintance. *T is writ on high-- your wrong must pay another's;
From heaven itself is issued out this sentence;
Now by thy God say me po villany;
And if a Christian, speak for courtesy.”
I by my faith disclose contentedly;
« I have had an extraordinary vision; A savage serpent fell on me alone,
And Macou would not pity my condition ; Hence to thy God, who for ye did atone
Upon the cross, preferr'd I my petition; Ilis timely succour set me safe and free, And I a Christian am disposed to be.»
If this good wish your heart can really move
Eternal honour, you will go above.
And I will love you with a perfect love.
Of Mary Mother, sinless and divine;
Without whom neither sun or star can shine,
Your renegado God, and worship mine, -
And made much of bis convert, as he cried, « To the abbey I will gladly marshal you:»
To whom Morgante, « Let us go,» replied ; « 1 to the friars have for peace to sue.»
Which thing Orlando beard with inward pride,
Accepting you in mercy for his own, Humility should be your first oblation.»
Morgante said, « For goodness' sake make knownSince that your God is to be mine-your station,
And let your name in verity be shown; Then will I every thing at your command do. On which the other said, he was Orlando.
XLVIII. * Then,» quoth the giant, « blessed be Jesu,
A thousand times with gratitude and praise ! Oft, perfect baron! have I heard of you
Through all the different period of my days : And, as I said, to be your vassal too
I wish, for your great gallantry always.»
Orlando with Morgante reason d : « Be,
And, since it is God's pleasure, pardon me; A thousand wrongs unto the monks they bred,
And our true scripture soundeth openlyGood is rewarded, and chastised the ill, Which the Lord never faileth to fulfil :
L. « Because his love of justice unto all
Is such, he wills his judgment should devour All who have sin, however great or small;
But good be well remembers to restore:
Him, whom I now require you to adore :
LI. « And here our doctors are of one accord,
Coming on this point to the same couclusionThat in their thoughts who praise in heaven the Lord,
If pily e'er was guilty of intrusion
In hell below, and damnd in great confusion,
Which seems to him, to them too must appear
He wever can in any purpose err :
They don't disturb themselves for him or her;
LUI. “A word unto the wise,» Morgante said,
« Is wont to be enough, and you shall see How much I crieve about my brethren dead;
And if the will of God seem good to me,
Ashes to ashes, -merry let us be!
That they are dead, and have vo further fear To wander solitary this desert in,
And that they may perceive my spirit clear By the Lord's grace, who hath withdrawn the curtain
Of darkness, making bis bright realm appear,»
Where waited them the abbot in great doubt.
To their superior, all in breathless rout, Saying, with tremor, « Please to tell us whether
You wish to have this person in or out ?n The abbot, looking through upou the giant, Too greatly fear'd, at first, to be compliant.
LVI. Orlando, seeing him thus agitated,
Said quickly, « Abbot, be thou of good cheer; He Chrise believes, as Christian must be rated,
And hath renounced his Macon false;" which liere Morgante with the hands corroborated,
A proof of both the giants' fate quite clear:
And more than once contemplated his size;
Know, that no more my wonder will arise, How you could tear and ling the trees you late did,
When I behold your form with my own eyes. You now a true and perfect friend will show Yourself to Christ, as once you were a foe.
LXV. « And one of our apostles, Saul once named,
The tun was on one shoulder, and there were Long persecuted sore the faith of Christ,
The hogs on t' other, and he brush'd apace Till one day by the Spirit being inflamed,
On to the abbey, obough by no means near, "Why dost thou persecute me thus ?' said Christ; Nor spilt one drop of water in his race. And then from luis offence he was reclaim d,
Orlando, seeing him so soon appear And wept for ever after preaching Christ;
With the dead boars, and with that brimful vase, And of the faith became a trump, whose sounding Marvell d to see his strength so very greit; O'er the whole earth is echoing and rebounding. So did the abbot, and set wide the gate. LIX.
LXVI. « So, my Morgante, you may do likewise;
The monks, who saw the water fresh and good, He who repents,-thus writes the Evangelist, – Rejoiced, but inuch more to perceive the pork; Occasions more rejoicing in the skies
All animals are glad at sight of food : Than ninety-nine of the celestial list.
They lay their breviaries to sleep, and work You may be sure, should each desire arise
With greedy pleasure, and in such a mood,
That the flesh needs no salt beneath their fork. Among the happy saints for evermore;
Of rankness and of rot there is no fear,
For all the fasts are now left in arrear.
As though they wish'd to burst at once, they ate; The abbot; many days they did repose.
And gorged so that, as if the bones had been One day, as with Orlando they both stray'd,
In water, sorely grieved the dog and cal, And saunter'd here and there, where'er they chose, Perceiving that they all were pick'd too clean. The abbot show'd a chamber where array'd
The abbot, who to all did honour great, Much armour was, and huny up certain bows; A few days after this convivial scene, And one of these Morgante for a whim
Gave to Morgante a fine horse well traiud, Girt on, though useless, he believed, to him.
Which he long time had for himself maintain'd. LXI.
LXVIII. There being a want of water in the place,
The horse Morgante to a meadow led, Orlando, like a worthy brother, said,
To gallop, and to put him to the proof, « Morgante, I could wish you in this case
Thinking that he a back of iron had, To go for water.» « You shall be obey'd
Or to skim eggs unbroke was light enough, In all commands,» was the reply, « straightway.”
But the horse, sinking with the pain, fell dead, Upon his shoulder a great tub he laid,
And burst, while cold on earth lay head and boof. And went out on his way unto a fountain,
Morgante said, «Get up, thou sulky cur! Where he was wont to drink below the mountain. And still continued pricking with the spur. LXII.
LXIX. Arrived there, a prodigious noise he hears,
But finally he thought fit to dismount, Which suddenly along the forest spread;
And said, « I am as light as any feather, Whereat from out his quiver he prepares
And he has burst--to this what say you, count?» An arrow for his bow, and lifts his head ;
Orlando answer'd, « Like a ship's mast rather And lo! a monstrous herd of swine appears,
You seem to me, and with the truck for front:And onward rushes with tempestuous tread,
Let him go, fortune wills that we together And to the fountain's brink precisely pours,
Should march, but you on foot, Morgante, still.a So that the giant's join'd by all the boars.
To which the giant answered, « So I will.
«When there shall be occasion, you shall see Which pierced a pig precisely in the ear,
How I approve my courage in the fight.» And pass'd unto the other side quite thorough,
Orlando said, « ] really think you 'll be, So that the boar, defunct, lay tripp'd up near.
If it should prove God's will, a goodly knight, Another, 10 revenge his fellow farrow,
Nor will you napping there discover me: Against the giaut rush'd in fierce career,
But never mind your horse, though out of sight And reachi'd the passaye with so swift a foot,
'T were best to carry him into some wood, Morganle was not now in time to shoot.
If but the means or way I understood.»
The giant said, « Then carry him I will, He gave him such a punch upon the head
Since that to carry me he was so slack As floor'd him, so that he no more arose
To render, as the gods do, good for ill; Smashing the very bone; and he fell dead
But lend a hand to place him on my back.» Next to the other. Having seen such blows,
Orlando answerd, « If my counsel still The other pigs along the valley tled;
May weigh, Morgante, do not undertake Morgante on his neck the bucket took,
To lift or carry this dead courser, who, Full from the spring, which neither swerved nor shook. As you have done to him, will do to you.
LXXII. « Take care le don't revenge himself, though dead,
As Nessus did of old beyond all cure;
But he will make you burst, you may be sure.»
u And you shall see what weight I can endure :
But, for the bells, you've broken them, I wot.»
The penalty, who lie dead in yon grot:»
He said, « Now look if I the gout have got,
So if he did this, 't is no prodigy;
Because he was one of his family;
Once more he bade him lay his burthen by:
And to the abbey then return'd with speed.
Morgante, here is nought to do indeed.» The abbot by the hand he took one day,
And said with great respect, lac had agreed
Perhaps exceeded what his merits claim'd :
The lost days of time past, which may be blamed; Some days ago I should have ask'd your leave,
Kind father, but I really was ashamed, And know not how to show my sentiment, So much I see you with our stay content.
LXXVII. « But in my heart I bear through every clime,
The abbot, abbey, and this solitudeSo much I love you in so short a time;
For me, from heaven reward you with all good The God so true, the eternal Lord sublime!
Whose kingdom at the last hath open stood : Meanwhile we stand expectant of your blessing, And recommend us to your prayers with pressing.»
His heart grew soft with inner tenderness,
And, « Cavalier,» he said, « if I have less
Than fits me for such gentle blood to express,
And sermons, thanksgivings, and pater-nosters,
In verity much rather than the cloisters); But such a love for you my heart embraces,
For thousand virtues which your bosom fosters, That wheresoe'er you go, I too shall be, And, on the other part, you rest with me.
LXXX. « This may involve a seeming contradiction,
But you, I know, are sage, and feel, and taste, And understand my speech with full conviction.
For your just pious deeds may you be graced
By whom you were directed to this waste:
The giants caused us, that the way was lost By which we could pursue a fit career
In search of Jesus and the saintly lost;
That comfortless we all are to our cost;
With these as much is done as with this cowl; In proof of which the scripture you may read.
This giant up to heaven may bear his soul
Your state and name I seek not to unroll,
Look o'er the wardrobe, and take what you chuse; And cover with it o'er this giant's skin.»
Orlando answer'd, « If there should lie loose
Which might be turn d to my companion's use,
Was cover'd with old armonr like a crust,
Morgante rummaged piece-meal from the dust The whole, which, save one cuirass, was too small,
And that too had the mail inlaid with rust. They wonder'd how it fitted him exactly, Which ne'er had suited others so compactly.
LXXXV. 'T was an immeasurable giant's, who
By the great Milo of Argaute fell Before the abbey many years ago.
The story on the wall was figured well; In the last moment of the abbey's foe,
Who loug had waged a war implacable: Precisely as the war occurr'd they drew him, And there was Milo as he overthrew him.
In his own heart, « Oh God! who in the sky
Who caused the giant in this place to die?»
So that he could not keep his visage dry,
Note 1. Page 500, stanza 64.
He gave him such a punch upon the bead.
It is strange that Pulci should have literally anticipated the technical terms of my old friend and master, Jackson, and the art which he has carried to its bighest pitch. « A punch on the head,» or « a punch in the head, a un punzone in sulla testa,» is the exact and frequent phrase of our best pugilisis, who little dream that they are talking the purest Tuscan.
AN APOSTROPHIC HYMN.
Qualis in Eurota ripis, aut per juga Cyathi,
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