From Ariosto "Orlando Furioso"

MAGIC 23
There. 100.

Previous knight shining waters
Creek transparent glass,
Nature pretty flowers
Shady Beach cleaned
And obsadila Drewes.

101.

Meadow blazing midday heat,
Shepherd miserable sleeping in the herd,
The hero is tired under the armor -
It beckons coolness creek.
Here thinks he find peace.
And here's the, here I find miserable
Shelter cruel and terrible.

102.

walking, on trees
Everywhere inscriptions meets.
He was still in amazement terms
Familiar handwriting notes;
Involuntary fear it entails,
He learns pretty hand ...
And in fact in the heat of midday
Medora with Chinese princess
From the hut the shepherd here
Sam others are sometimes.

103.

Orland their names reads
United monogram;
Their letter of each nail
Hero heart breaks.
Trying to lull the mind,
He had with him a hypocrite,
I do not believe he wants, though believes,
He tries to imagine,
What this monogram in a grove of wild
Everything is inscribed - maybe -
Another, not this Angelica.

104.

But soon, knight, you uttered:
“However, I f these features
I mean the very familiar ...,
Medora this just invented it,
Under this moniker me
Carevna celebrated, may be”.
So the replace fable truth,
he thinks, that fate will help.

105.

But as he is more cunning,
To utushit their torment,
Meanwhile the forest evil suspicions
resumes, lit;
So in a grid bird, freedom friend,
The more beats, the stronger,
The stronger it gets confused.
Orland goes there, where vaults
Mountain slope on the creek.

106.

Crooked, wandering dodder
Was hung with a shady entrance.
Medora with lovely Angelica
Loved here in the fresh waters
In hot day, in the quiet hours of leisure
Breathing in each other's arms,
And here their names around
Tree and stones retained;
they chalk, coal il knife
Everywhere lucky wrote.

107.

To walk sad Count
And is above the cave dark
Pitted inscription - in praise of fun
Medora her languid hand
In the days drew stihami;
Poetry, feelings of gentle inspiration,
He wrote in Arabic,
And their exact values:

108.

“flowers, meadows, live stream,
Happy grotto, cool shade,
The shelter of love, fun and laziness,
Where a young Angelica,
With charming O daughter Galafrona,
Beloved by many - at times
I knew the joy of Cupid.
Than, poor, I will reward you?
The saved you so often,
I will only serve one -
Praises and requests humble.

109.

Messrs lovers pray,
Dame, Knights and all kinds of
aliens, il local road,
Which in the direction of this very
Fortuna will lead randomly, —
on the water, meadow, in the shadow of the forest and
Call the grace of heaven,
To nymph loved them secretly,
To the shepherds to them never
Not greedy drove herds”.

110.

Count exactly, both in Latin,
Znal in Arabic. He often
He escaped from the evil mischief,
But out of trouble is not saved now.

111.

Two, three times, and five, and six
He wants to re-read the inscription;
Unhappy tries in vain
To tell, there is not one, what is,
He sees the truth, He sees clearly,
And unbearable sadness,
As if a cold hand,
It compresses the heart of it awful,
And finally to my shame
He fixed his gaze indifferent.

112.

He is ready with bitterness mute
fainting, leave the lights.
Brother, take it from me, that there is no flour,
Like this terrible agony.
Leaning on the chest beard,
bowed forehead, killed, pale,
Can not find poor knight
our cry, no one tears.

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