 DEATH, alway cruel, Pity's foe in chief, Mother, who brought forth grief, Merciless judgment and without appeal ! Since thou alone hast made my heart to feel This sadness and unweal, My tongue upbraideth thee without relief. And now (for I must rid thy...  Dante - Page 125by National Dante committee - 1916 - 64 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Mark Van Doren - 1928 - 1390 pages
...unweal, My tongue upbraideth thee without relief. And now (for I muft rid thy name of ruth) Behoves me speak the truth , Touching thy cruelty and wickedness:...on love in very sooth, . ; Out of this world thou haft driven courtesy, And virtue, dearly prized in womanhood; And out of youth's gay mood The lovely... | |
 | Harry Thurston Peck - 1901 - 434 pages
...uuweal, My tongue upbraideth thee without relief. And now (for I must rid thy name of ruth) Behoves me speak the truth Touching thy cruelty and wickedness : Not that they be not known ; but ue'ertheless I would give hate more stress With them that feed on love in very sooth. Out of this world... | |
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