After many years of wanting to, I’ve started reading Dante’s ‘Comedia‘.
The first book being Inferno.
Some parts I’ve really enjoyed, others I’ve just waded through.
A few of my favourite parts from it:
- At one point midway on our path in life,
I came around and found myself searching
through a dark wood, the right way blurred and lost
[canto 1, 1-3]
- In autumn, leaves are lifted, one by one,
away until the branch looks down and sees
its tatters all arrayed upon the ground.
[canto 3, 112-114]
- No fresh green leaves but dismal in colour,
no boughs clean arc-ed but knotty and entwined,
no apples were there but thorns, poison-pricked.
[canto 13, 4-7]
- … barked in her lunacy like any cur,
the pain of it so wretched her mind askew
[canton 30, 20-21]
All from ‘The Divine Comedy I: Inferno‘ translated by Robin Kirkpatrick.