...that he shall then be conducted by Beatrice into Paradise. He follows the Roman poet. I N the midway1 of this our mortal life, I found me in a gloomy wood,...were no easy task, how savage wild That forest, how robust and rough its growth, , Which to remember only, my dismay Renews, in bitterness not far from...

...Beatrice into Paradise. He follows the Roman poet. IN the midway 1 of this our mortal life, I found me 2 in a gloomy wood, astray Gone from the path direct...were no easy task, how savage wild That forest, how robust and rough its growth, Which to remember only, my dismay Renews, in bitterness not far from death....

...not a dream.2 He was wide awake (in this, as in so much else, an exception and a protest), when — ' In the midway of this our mortal life I found me in a gloomy wood," THE MAN is suddenly introduced — a typical figure, like Everyman in the old Morality Play. The rags...

...may be in the condition described by Dante in the opening lines of the "Divine Comedy." In the midst of this our mortal life, I found me in a gloomy wood astray. He is deeply involved in affairs, he is probably the victim of fear, certainly of care and uncertainty;...

...you will. Let him begin his message in the timber lands of Minnesota or the forests of Alaska. "In midway of this our mortal life I found me in a gloomy wood astray." Then let him paint new pictures of just punishment beyond the grave, and merciful rehabilitation and...

...opens by describing the emotions with which, at the age of thirty-five, his soul awoke. He was lost 1 In the midway of this our mortal life, I found me...were no easy task, how savage wild That forest, how robust and rough its growth, Which to remember only, my dismay Renews, in bitterness not far from death....

...mezzo del cammin di nostra vita Mi ritrovai per una selva oscura, Che la diritta via era srnarrita. le. XI. 12 DANTE — Inferno. I. 22 Questo misero modo Tengon l'anime triste di coloro Che visser senza infamia...

...gigantic forest, we made our way. To speak in* the language of Dante ( Gary's translation )„ "and even to tell. It were no easy task, how savage wild That forest, how robust and rough its growth Which to remember only, my dismay Renews, in bitterness not far from Death"...

...things that I discerned." Suppose we add Gary's interpretation. Here are his lines in blank verse : "In the midway of this our mortal life, I found me...were no easy task how savage wild That forest, how robust and rough its growth, Which to remember only, my dismay Renews, in bitterness not far from death....

...children who have missed the track. We can enter into the confession which begins Dante's great poem : " In the mid-way of this our mortal life, I found me in a gloomy wood astray." Baffled and perplexed, and worn out with random wandering, we ask wistfully, " How can we know the...