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XXXVII. The abbot sign'd the great cross on his front,
And having said thus much, he went his way; « Then go you with God's benison and mine; »
And Alabaster he found out below, Orlando, after he had scaled the mount,
| Doing; the very best that in bim lay As the abbot had directed, kept the line
To root from oul a bank rock or two, Right to the usual haunt of Passamont;
Orlando, when he reachid him, loud gan say, Who, seeing him alone in this design,
«llow think'st thou, uluitou, such a stone to throw ?» Survey'd bim foi and aft ith eyes observant,
When Alabaster heard luis deep voice ring,
And hurld a fragment of a size so large, Bur, said Orlando, « Saracen insane!
That if it had in fact fulfilld its mission, I come to kill you, if it shall so please
And Roland not availd bim of his targe,
There would have been no need of a physician.
And in his bulky bosom made incision
With all his sword. The lout fell; but, o'erthrown, he When he received an answer so injurious.
llowever by no means forgot Macone. XXXII,
XXXIX. And being returnd to where Orlando stood,
Morgante bad a palace in his mode, Who had not moved him from the spot, and swinging Composed of branches, logs of wood, and earth, The cord, he hurld a stone with strength so rudi, And stretch'd hi:nself at ease in this abode, As show'd a sample of his skill in slinging;
And shut himself at night within his birth. Ti rollid on Count Orlando's helmet food
Oclando knock'd, and knockd, again to goad And head, and set both bead and helmet ringing, The giant from his sleep; and he came forth, So that he swoond with pain as if he died,
The door to open, like a crazy thing,
For a rough dream had shook hiin slumbering.
And Mahomet he call, but Mahomet
Is nothing word, and not an instant backd him; But Christ lus servants ne'er abandous bonis,
Bul praying blessed Jesu, he was set Especially Orlando, such a koight,
Al liberty tiom all the fears whicle rack d bim; As to desert would almost be a wrong.
And to the gate he came with great regrelWhile the piant goes to put off his defences,
Who knocks bere!» grumbling all the while, said he Orlando has recall'd his force and senses:
« That,» said Orlaudo, * you will quickly sce. XXXIV.
«I come to preach to you, as 10 your brothers,
Condemns the evil done by new acquaintance. 'T was but by treachery thou laid'se me low.»
'T is writ on bigla--your wrong must pay another's; The giant his astonislıment betray'd,
From heaven itself is issued out this sentence; And turn'd about, and stopp'd his jourucy on,
know then, that colder now than a pilaster And then he stoopi to pick up a great stone.
I left your Passumoni and Alabaster.»
Morgante said, « () gentle cavalier!
The favour of your name I fain would hear,
Aud if a Christian, speak for courtesy.» Yet barsh and haughty, as he lay he bond,
Replied Orlando, « So much to your ear And most devoudy Macon still blasphemed ;
I ly my faith disclose contentedly;
Ind, if you please, by you may be adored ,
The Saracen rejoind in humble tone, And I to thee, oh Lord, am ever bound.
«I have had an extraordinary vision; I know my life was saved by thee from heaven,
savay serpeot fell on me alone, Since by the giant I was fairly down'd.
And Macon would not pity my coudition ; All things by thee are measured just and even :
llence to thy God, who for ve did alone Our power without thine and would nought be found: I'pon the cross, preferr d I my petition: I pray thee lake heed of me, will I can
Vis timely succour sot me safe and free. At least return once more to Carloman.
And a Christian aun disposed to be.»
If this good wish your heart can trally 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 suo or star cau shine,
Your renegado God, and worship mine, -
And made much of his convert, as he cried, « To the abbey I will gladly marsbal
To whom Norfante, « Let us go,n replied; « 1 10 the friars have for peace to sile,»
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 known-Since 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.
XLVIIL « 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:
LI. « And here our doctors are of one accord,
Coming on this point to the same conclusion| That in their thoughts who praise in heaven the Lord,
If pily e'er was quilty of intrusion
In liell below, and damn'd in great confusion,
Wlrich seems to him, to them too must appear
He never can in any purpose err :
They don't disturb themselves for him or her ;
LIIT. « A word unto the wise,» Morgante said,
« Js wont to be enough, and you shall see How much I grieve about my brethren dead;
And if the will of God seem good to me,
Ashes to asties, ---merry let us be!
That they are dead, and have no furi her fear To wander solitary this desert in,
And that they may perceive iny spirit clear By the Lord's grace, who hath withdrawn the curtain
Of darkness, making his bright realm appear.»
Where waited them the abbot in great doubt. The monks, who knew not yet the fact, ran thither
To their superior, all in breathless roul, Saying, with tremor, « Please to tell us whether
You wish to have this person in or out!" The abbot, looking through upon the giant, Too greatly fear'd, at first, to be compliant.
LVL Orlando, seeing him thus agitated,
Said quickly, « Abbot, be thou of good cheer; He Christ believes, as Christian must be rated,
And hath renounced his Macon false ; » which here Morgante with the bands 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 fling the trees you late did,
When I behold your form with my own eyes. You now a truc and perfect friend will show Yourself to Christ, as once you were a foe.
L. « Because his love of justice unto all
Is such, be wills his judgment should devour AJI wlio bave sin, however great or smali;
But good be well remembers to restore: Nor without justice holy could we call
Vim, whom I now require you to adore : All meo must make his will their wishes sway, And quickly and spontaneously obey.
The hogs on t'other, and he brush'd apace
Nor spilt one drop of water in his race. Orlando, seeing him so soon appear
With the dead boars, and with that brimful vase, Marvelld to see luis strength so very great;-So did the abbot, aud set wide the gate.
Rrjoiced, but much more to perceive the pork ; All animals are glad at sight of food :
They lay their breviaries to sleep, and work With greedy pleasure, and in such a mood,
That the test needs no salt beneath their fork. Of rankness and of rot there is no fear, For all the fasts are now left in arrear.
LVUT. « And one of our apostles, Saul once nanied,
Long persecuted sore the faith of Christ, Till one day by the Spirit being intamed,
Why dost dlou persecute me thus suid Christ;
And went for ever after preaching Christ;
He who repents,-ibus writes the Evangelist, --
should each desire arise
The abbot; many days they did repose.
And saunter'd here and there, where'er they chose, The abbol show'd a chamber where array'd
Muchi armour was, and hun; up certain bows;
Orlando, like a wortlıy brother, said,
in this case To go for water.» « You shall be obey'd In all commands,» was the reply, “straightway.
l'pon his shoulder a great lub he laid,
Which suddenly alon; the forest spread;
An arrow for his bow, and lifts luis bead ; And lo! a monstrous berd of swille appears,
And onward rushies with cempestuous tread, and to thie fountain's briuk precisely pours, So that the giant's join'd by all the boar).
LXII. Morgante at a venture shot an arrow,
Which pierced a pig precisely in the car, And pass d unto the other side quite thorough,
So that the bour, defunct, lay tripp'd up neur. Another, lo revenge his fellow farrow,
Against the giant rushid in fierce career,
gave him such a punch upon the head' As floor'd lim, so that lie no more arose-
Smashing the very bone; and he fell dead Next to the other. Having scen such blows,
The other pigs along the valley tled; Morgante on his neck the bucket look, Full from the spring, which neither swerved nor shook.
Aud gorged so that, as if the bones had been
Perceiving that they all were pick'd too clean.
A few days after this convivial scene,
To fallop, and to put him to the proof,
Or to skini etes unbroke was light enough; But the horse, sinhing with the pain, fell dead,
And burst, while cold on earth lay head and hoof. Vorgante said, “Gel
ар, thou sulky cur!» And still continued pricking with the spur.
And said, “I am as light as any feather,
Orlando answord, «Like a ship's mast rather
Let him go, foiinue wills that we together Should marchi, but you on foot, Morgante, still.» To which the giant answered, « So I will.
LXX. « When there shall be occasion, you shall see
Bow I approve iny courage in the fight.» Orlando said, I really think you 'll be,
If it should prove God's will, a goodly knight, Nor will you napping ibere discover me:
But never mind your horse, though out of sight
Since that to carry me he was so slack-
But lend a hand to place him on my back,
May weighi, Morgante, do not undertake
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.» « But help bim on my back,» Morgante said,
« And you shall see what weight I cau endure : In place, my gentle Rolaod, of this palfrey, With all the bells, I'd carry yonder belfry.”
But, for the bells, you've broken them, I wot.»
The penalty, who lie dead in yon grot:» And hoisting up the horse from wliere he fell,
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 bim lay his burthen by:
And to the abbey then return'd with speed.
Morgante, here is nought to do indeed.»
And said with great respect, lae had agreed
Perbaps exceeded what his merits claim'd:
The lost days of time past, which may be blamed;
Kind father, but I really was ashamed,
The abbot, abbey, and this solitude-
For me, from heaven reward you with all good
Whose kingdom at the last bath open stood :
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 sucha gentle blood to express,
And sermons, thanksgivings, and pater-nosters, llot suppers, dinners (fitting other places
In verity much rather than the cloisters); But such a love for you my
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 wasie:
The giants caused us, that the way was lost By which we could pursue a fit career
In search of Jesus and the saintly host;
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 with old armonr like a crust,
Morgante rum maged piece-meal from the dust The whole, which, save one cuirass, was too small,
And that too had the mail inlaid with rust. They wonderd how it fitted him exactly, Which ne'er had suited others so compactly.
LXXXV. 'T was an immeasurable giants, who
By the great Milo of Aryavte 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 lovg 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 licart, « 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 5oo, stanza 64.
He gave him such a punch opop the head.
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 highest pitch. " A punch on the head,» or «a punch in the head,a «un punzone in sulla testa,» is the exact frequent plıcase of our best pugilists, who little dream that they are talking the
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times overturned Mrs Hornem's maid in practising the up in our old chariot, of whiclı, hy ihie byr, my wife preliminary steps in a inording.) Indeed, so mneh do grew so muchi ashained in less than a week, that I was
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in some election balads, and songs in bonour of all the might mount the box, Mrs II, says, if I could drive,
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his father's late successful D. L. address), I composed Mrs II's dancing she was famous for birth-niglit minuets in the latter end of the last century), I unbooted,
the following hymn, wherewithal to make my sentand went to a ball at the Countess's, expecting to see
ments known to the public, whom, nevertheless, I a country dance, or, at most, couillions, reels, and all heartily despise as well as the critics. the old paces to the newest tunes. But, judge of my surprise, ou arriving, to spe poor dear Mrs Hornem with her arms half round the loins of a huge bussar
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