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REMARKS ON THE MORGANTE MAGGIORE OF LUIGI PULCI,
(Concluded from page 442 of this Volume.) A
“ Could I have thought that in the human had now joined the little band of heart warriors, Avino, Avolio, Duke Richard, Such hellish treason could a lodging find, Egibard, and the three Anjolins; and I would have played a soldier's better part, the ambassador was scarcely depart. But force opposed to force, and art to art
Not thus, untimely, to my fate resigned, ed before the out-posts of the enemy were visible from the hills round Ronces
For here I came, to peace and love inyalles. Orlando is still slow to suspect And thought, that love, which in my bosom
clin'd, treason; but Guottiboffii, a Burgundian,
burn'd and one of his band of officers, foresees For all mankind, with equal love return'd. the gathering mischief, and takes mea
" Yet the deceiver shall himself deceive, sures to fortify their little camp. The
On his own bead the dreadful thunder call; night passed away sad and sorrowfully While ye, who in eternal truth believe, to all. Oliver was warned, by a terrible Sure of approving heav'n, shall nobly fall : dream, of the approaching tempest, Soon shall ye all rejoice, tho' now ye grieve, Even Orlando felt presages of his fate, Celestial manna shall succeed to gall; but scorned to betray any symptoms of If now your bread is mix'd with tears and alarm. Early in the morning Oliver as- sighs. cended a hill, and from thence beheld the Your souls this night shall feast in Paradise. whole host of Marsilius advancing in bat- " So to his Greeks the generous Spartan tle-array, and the countless standards of
said ; the nations that composed it. He called Whose promises were far less sure than Orlando to join him, and that renowned
mine. bero soon surveyed the disinal spectacle Hope, only hope, inspir'd them when they
bled; with his own eyes. He then looked back
Your hope is faith, your promises divine ! upon Roncesvalles, and, weeping for his
See on his grate the martyr'd Lawrence ill-fated companions, exclaimed,
spread; sad and sorrowful valley! This day shall Ev'nin the Aames his eyes with transport be for ever noted with: Wood."
shine, After this, no farther possibility of de- And stew how sweet a thing it is to die Jusion remained for thein. Even a re- When the blest soul is rapt and fixed on treat was impossible; and not a soul high. there but would have shunned to enter- " And now, while little life is yet your own, tain a thought of submission. The most All fear css mingle in the bloody fray! vigorous preparations were made for the Non, Paladins, be all your prowess shewn ; bloody sacrifice, which alone remained so shall your bodies only die this day. for them to offer up; and Orlando went Now let the fathers by their sons be known, about to all of them, one by one, encou
And cast delusive, fruitless, hope away! raging and exhorting them singly to die right not for life--caught in this fatal snare, for the honour of Christianity as gal- Sur hope is death, our remedy despair. lantly and nobly as they had lived. " And yet it grieves me, noble Charles, for The confused shout of arms proclaimed
thee; the enemy at band; and the melancholy
That, after such ligh fame, thy noble head
Is doom'd, so sad, so dark, a change to see, sound of the trumpets blowed that day
Thine honours blasted, and try glory fled! in Roncesvalles, might be compared ti the trump that is to call the dead to the But ah! no human state rom change is fiee,
Whole empires hang upon a slender thread; last judgment. All the Paladins asson
And often fate, at Heav'n's opp intehour, bled it the sound, and Orlando wpt Exalts the meek, and blasts the proud ma.i's aloud when he beheld so many vicims pow'r. to their affection for him. Oliver poke
“ Also this faithful bosom bleels for re, to him with tenderness and affectiou, but
My brother, my Rinaldo! Once ag in could not help expressing his regrat that might I that much lov't forin in ta'tle ec, he bad not before listened to th: many Proud in the field, and dreadtul o'er the warning voices that had foretok to him
slain! the treachery of Marsilius, to wich Or- Ev'n while I speak, strange visión, come to lando made no answer, but slewed his contrition by his silence; and hen, in a Disorder'd phantoms crowd upon any brain; Jaud and encouraging voice, thus ha- I feel, I know, that with this mortal eye rangued his little
I yet shall view Rinaldo ere I die.
army of broners:
“ I fear not death, but hope my worth to ferual machinery of Astaroth and his at. shew,
tendant spirit first making themselves And, nobly, on the bloody field to lie ; known to the Paladin and bis brother To deal the wrath of Heav'n, and tenfold Richardetto, and of the Ethiopian platit woe,
by which they were rendered invisible, On baneful fraud, and curs’d impiety: is managed with a great deal of spint, Death is not to be fear’d, but when we know Astaroth entertains them with an account The soul shall also, with the body, die ;
of the state of Hell, the Laws of the The loss of life is gain, if spirits flee
lower Empire, and the several ranks and From this cold clay to immortality!
conditions of the Dæmons. When all is “ Think how the self-devoted Decii died, ready for their departure, the two Da And many other gallunt souls of yore,
enter into the bodies of the Who fell, to satisfy a glorious pride,
Knights' horses, and bear them on their And leave their mem'ries when they were backs over hill and dale with greater
rapidity than imagination can conceive. To you, Death is a pilot, and will guide Their first halt is on the banks of the
Your parted spirits to an happier shore.
African river Bagrada, where they are
with a inaguificent entertainment preabove!
viously fetched from Narsilius's stores;
and Rinaldo is a little scandalized at the “ And now, my friends and brothers, oh re- assurance of Astaroth, that their next ceive
meal shall be taken out of the kitchen of The last fond blessing that your chief can the Christian Emperor. The arrival of give !
the aërial voyagers at the straits of Your parting souls shall holy Turpin shrieve, Gibraltar, and pillars of Hercules, gives Assur’d in heav'n eternally to five.
occasion to a grave dissertation or the Ev'n now, in faith's bright mirror I perceive The undoubted sign of your prerogative.
Dæmon on an undiscovered hemisphere The gates of heav'n are open'd wide around,
existing far beyond those fabled lims of And radiant angels guard the fatal ground."
the world. Pulci must have worten he
fore the first royage of Columbus, so that Thus said, he once more vaulted on his this passage is either a subsequeoinsteed,
terpolation, or is very remarkable in the And loudly cried, “Now for our treache- light of a prophecy of the astonsing rous foes !”
discovery that was shortly to be made. Yet, when he saw his comrades doom'd to The latter supposition is not perbaps iiti
bleed, Some tender tears of human pity rose.
probable; for Columbus's expectations " Oh vale accurst !" he cried, “Oh vile,
were formed on a solid theory, and were decreed
long known and canvassed in many For orphan's sufferings, and the widou's societies throughout Spain and Italy. woes!
Lorenzo de Medici cannot be supposed The latest ages shall thy name deplore, to have been ignorant of them; aad And mark with blood, till time shall be no among the philosophers of his court, some
were, doubtless, inclined to favour the
beliet. The ardent mind of a Poet as On every head the holy Turpin trac'd A sacred cross, and benediction gave ;
still more likely to have caught at so sub. And pardon’d them thro' him in whom were ime a vision, and to have ernbodied placid
nto a real existence. Their hope and trust, who died mankind to We cannot pursue this romantic journey
of the Dæmons and Paladins through all Then all the valiant band in tears embrac'd, its particulars, but will refer to the book And drew their swords, and stood resolv'd for he curious incidents relating to the and brave;
olerdamonic Fountain at Toledo, the Almonte's banner wav'd their bands before,
Victory of Astaroth over the Spint The banner won in Aspramount of yore."
Canto 26, S. 24. Squariaferro, and for the ludicrous ad
ventun at the Palace of Saragossa, where One of the last wishes expressed by Rinaldi enters invisible into the presence Orlando was, in effect, about to be grant- of his qondam mistress, the fair Luciana, ed him; for Rinaldo, after an aërial voy, for whoc he feels his ancient passion reage of three days from the pyramids of kindled. To amuse the Paladinis for Egypt, arrived at Roucesvalles before some parof their voyage, Astaroth rethe fatal conflict ended. The whole in- sumes the northodox discourse that he
formerly held with Malayigi, and asserts with romantic absurdity; we shall conour Author's favourite doctrine of Uni- fine ourselves to the more natural and versal Salvation in strains of very subline affecting passages. In Blanchardin's Poetry. He concludes thus:
division fought a young Pagan, the son Forse ch'è'l vero, dopo lungo errore
of that Old Man of the Mountains who Adorerete tutti di Concordia,
bad formerly accompanied Rinaldo, and E troverete ognun misericordia!
fallen on the Christian side at the siege The arrival of Rinaldo and Richardetto, of Babylon. Having been falsely taught
to attribute his father's death to the Pae with their aërial guides, deterinined the fortune of the first grand division of the ladins, he had engaged himself to MarPayan army, and of the first day's battle, şilius for the sake of revenge, and now which had already inclined to favour the had the fortune in the beginning of the undaunted bravery and perseverance of engagement to fall into the bands of OrOrlando and his companions.
laudo, who was on the point of putting
bim to death, but whose hand was are alighted on the plain towards evening; and while the brothers of Montauban rested by his tears and supplications, and pressed forwards to assist their victorious the discovery of his parentage. friends, the Dæmons fixed their stand on Now, when Orlando heard the young man's a church-tower, where they employed pray'r, themselves in catching the souls of the
Before his eyes the father's image stood, Pagaus as they attempted to fly upwards By pity mov'd, he loos'd his twisted hair, from their bodies. The sudden appari
Embrac'd the boy, and with his tears be..
dew'd. tion of two warriors descending from the Thy form thy face, (he cried) the truth skies, completed the rout and consterna
declire ; tion of the enemy, and, night coming on, My ancient friend I here behold renewid. the Christians were left possessors of the Yet, 'twas ill done, young warrior, to oppose field, and of the honours of victory; Ri- Thý father's friends, and arm to serve his naldo and Richardetto, weary with slaughi- fois !"
C. 26. Sc. 146. ter, pressed to the spot where the other
With this gentle admonition he disPaladins were beginning to rest from missed.promising, if he should meet him their fatigues; and if their sudden ap; fitty tiues that day, to spare him for his pearance among the Pagans had filled father sake; but he first received from the field with confusion and dismay, their him, i gratitude, intelligence of the re-union with their friends produced at
supleast as sudden and wonderful an im- whovas then clad in a vest of king Mar
poser treachery of his follower, Baldwin, pression, though of a contrary nature. siliu, known to all the Pagans, and preOxundo's joy exceeded all bounds of mo- sered as by an Amulet from their arins. deration, and Oliver til ved away at their tt relationship of this brave and unapproach.
The feelings of the whole founate youth to the detestable Gano, cainp were in proportion, and the re- ctirmed the suspicion to which Orlando joicings which so happy an event occa
o lightly gave way: Sionedi, seemed to have changed the face riando now had let the old man's son, of attairs, and substituted hope and cou
And, warm in rage, sought Baldwin o'er tidence in the place of their late despair.
Orlando, however, as soon as the trust Who call'd for death which seem'd his path transports were over, returned to a calu
to shun; sense of the real condition of Inis litt!
And turn no less adventurous heads its ariny.
lle took Rinaldu aside, ar force : poured out to him his whole soul.
At length le saw swift Vegliantino run morrow, my cousin, if my miud dece's
Hot o'er the field, (Orlando's well-known me not, we all musc perish in this vay,
And rush'd to meet his friend belov'd, and But we shall first prove the deaths. So
cried many Pagans, thnt the latest agphall
" What woes, unfortunate! this head betide! speak of Roncesvalles." Mean time the morning dawny and seek, this day, among the brave to die,
And many Pagans by my hand lie slain, the second squadron of the ener But none against this arm their force will try: manded by the Traitor Blajardin,
I call, I challenge to the fight in vain !" followed closely by the third s grand
" False wretch," Orlando cried, “no more division: there Marsilius himse resided,
they'll fly, end had already taken the d. The
Lay but that gaudy garment on the plain, whole work of carnage is cribed by which to thy traitor-sire Marsilius gave, Pulci, with Horneric preco, mixed For which that traitor sold his son a stave."
« If on this day," the unhappy youth replied, The death of this ill-fated, but genee " These noble souls my father has rous youth, was shortly followed by those betray'd;
of Anjolin de Bellande, and of the bran And if I'm curs'd to live, this hand shall
thers of St. Michel. guide,
To supply their Keen to his heart the parricidal blade;
places, Rinaldo, and Richardeito, EgiBut I, “Orlando," thus in tears he cried,
bard, Anselin, and the good and martial Was never, never, for a traitor made,
Archbishop, all rushed forwards. The Unless I've earn’d the name in following battle became more and more trementhee,
dous, and the cries of war were nised With firm and stedfast love o'er land and sea. with the horrible shouts of Astaroth, and « Now to the battle I return once more,
his Fellow-Dæmons, who were busily The traitor's name I will not carry long:"
employed in their infernal pastime of The gaudy, fatal, vest away he tore, catching the souls of the Pagans. The And said, "My love for thee was firm and sun turned of a bloody red; Roncesvalles strong ;
was crowded with devils seeking their This heart, no guile, this soul no treason prey, and there was a grand festival in bore;
the Palace of Pluto. Indeed, Orlando, thou hast done my wrong!"
A braver champion than had hitherto Then burst away : Orlando mark'd his air
fallen was now made a sacrifice to the With aching heart that bled for his despair.
C. 27. St. 4.
sword of king Balsamin; Ascolpho him.
self, the good Duke of England, whose Marsilius's division had by this time gallant actions on that, and the preceding joined, and the work of death was com
day, had been innumerable. His dead menced among the christian beroes, who, body was discovered in the press by strange to tell
, had not before suffered Rinaldo, and that illustrious warrior was any diminution of their numbers, though the field was loaded with slaughtered while the treacherous attack of the Ar
not slow in revenging his fate. MeanPagans. The first of the maryrs was califf of Baldacca had inflicted a deep the gallant Sansonetto, who, lik, Baldo' and deadly wound on the head of the win, had followed Orlando over the Marquis Oliver, who was at the saine world from strong and persoml at
moment engaged in single combat with tachment.
Walter de Montleor, and another Pagan. His strength sufficed Anjolin of Bayonne, next fell baeath him to revenge the blow, and rid himthe swords of Marsilius and Grandnio; self of both his assailants; but soon bis and Orlando coming up,discovered Civer head turned giddy, his eyes swam in alone and oppressed by numbers, iurrounded by his fallen companions. The towards the camp, but still cutting out a
darkness, and stagvering and reeling back resistless arın of the hero soon freed lm froin immediate danger, and he lamenta passage through the enemy, he was mer
in this deplorable condition by his noble with the sorrow of atfection his faith
brother: Sansonetto, whose corpse he gave Terigi, to convey to the camp. Nor dia Orlando felt his very bosom bleed
Fer Oliver, his friend and better part, he suffer him to remain unrevenged, for
For now he saw the battle lost indeed, Grandonio soon after fell in single coin
And curs'd the Pagan traitor from his bat with Orlando, and Marsilius would
heart. have experienced the same fate, but for By ev'ry thought of love, and courteoss the interference of his own son, who in
deed," tercepted the blow, and died at his feet.
le cried, now faint, and staggering from Just then, the appearance of a more terrible conflict, and of more general car- "\! lead me, where in death I may be nage, called him to another part of the field of battle.
Norve me, unreveng'd, to die alone » Rous'd by appalling sounds and barbarous
“Ih no heart, without thee," he replied,
This perplex'd and gloomy life to stay,
I've bidieu Orlando hasten'd to the spot, and found,
to Jaring joy and pride,
And At his last gasp where hapless Baldwin lies,
man hope deserts my dark'sing Pierc'd to the heart with no dishonest
Love on! wound.
the fall of life abide; “I am no traitor now," he feebly cries,
my Oliver, yet lights my Then falls, a stiffen'd corpsc, upon the ground;
followiver, that guiding love, With tears of grief, Orlando saw him die.
With mie death, onc faith, one will “Thy fate is seal'd, th' unhappy cause am I!"
Thus said, they mingled in the thickest and Richard of Normandy had perished; fight;
Rinaldo and Richardetto, still alive, were Once more the dying warrior grasp'd his at a distance engaged in the pursuit of blade,
flying squadrons; the brave Archbishop And, though th' approach of death had and Anselm, one of the most distinguish
dimm'd his sight, Among the ranks a tloody trophy made :
ed among the christian warriors, had
alone of all the band besides, hitherto esClose on the confines of eternal night, Still his sad friend with wond'ring eye caped. But the latter, exhausted, and survey'd,
worn out with wounds, and fatigued, was Such acts as might have grac'd youth's vi- unhorsed and slain by a Saracen prince, gorous day;
just as Orlando returned to the ground. For the soul's fire surviv'd the strength's That illustrious paladin, careless of life, decay.
now rode like a marlman into the thickest Thus thro' tlie storm of swords and spears ranks of the enemy, and took an ample
vengeance for the death of this last of his Still dealing vengeance and despair around; friends. At length, tired and spent with But Oliver, who now, more faint and slow, fatigue, wounded, and overcome with in
The heavy hand of Death oppressive found, tolerable thirst, seeing the Pagans flying Made for the tent; the end of all his woe in all directions, the vanquished victor re
He felt approaching from his mortal wound. treated to the borders of a fountain which “Oh! yet a little wait!" Orlando cries, he had discovered the preceding day. “ I'll sound my horn, assistance near us lies."
Oppress'd with wounds and toil, the valiant
knight "My cousin !” be replied, "there is no need!
Could now support his helmet's weight no My soul is struggling from its gaol to flee - Tir'd by the labours of so hot a fight, It soars expectant of the promis'd meed Ic beats-it pants—it must-it will be free!" He now remember'd where, the former night,
Parch'd by a burning thirst unfelt before : More words he would have said ; but Heav'n decreed
From a clear fount the chrystal stream he
bore, An instant change for immortality. Yet his last wish Orlando knew fuil well,
Thither he urg'd his course; there sought re“Guard and protect my sister Alda-belle !"
And wash'd his wounds, and rested from his Now, when he knew the gallant spirit fied, He seem'd on carth's wild coast alone to stay ;
His faithful steed chat long had serv'd him And sick at heart and sorrowful, he sped
well To reach a hillock that adjoining lay, In war and peace, now clos'd his languid And there he blew a blast, so shrill and dread, eye, • That every Pagan trembled with dismay;
Knelt at his feet, and seem'd to say, “ FareAnother, and another yet, he blew :
well! With the third blast his horn was split in
“I've brought thee to the destin'd port, and C. 27. St. 63.
Orlando felt anew his sorrows swell, The third blast from Orlando's famous When he beheld his Vegliantino lie horn was so violent, as not only to burst Stretch'd on the field, the crystal fount be. the instrument, but to force blood through side, the eyes and nostrils of the gallant kniglit. Stiffen'd his limbs, and cold his warlike pride. The noise su alarmed the Pagan host, tut And " Oh, my much-lov'd steed! my genethey began to fly in all directions; Or
rous friend! lando drew, for the last time, lus Durin. “ Cumpanion of my better years (he said); dana, aod returned to the field, discons. And bave I liv'd to see so sad an end late for the loss of his friend, and inise- To all the tools, and thy brave sporit Aed? rable and broken in spirit, " like one re- Oh pardon nie, if e'er I did offend turning from the funeral of one much With hasty wrong that kind and faithful loved, to give comfort to the little aitlicted family."
Just then his eyes a momentary light
Flash'd quick-chen clos' again in endless Come chi torna dal funereo lutto,
night. Ala sua Famigliuola a dar conforto,
Now, when Orlando found himself alone, Here, however, be experienced little
L'pon the plain he cast his languid eyes ; consolation, and was unable to render But there no kindred forins, no friends wellany. During the short period of his ab
known, sence, Egibard, Avino, Avolio, Walter, Of all his host, to meet his sight arise. MONTHLY MAG., No. 159.