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REMARKS ON THE MORGANTE MAGGIORE OF LUIGI PULCI,
(Concluded from page 442 of this Volume.) FEW more friends and followers " Could I have thought that in the human А
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
Not thus, untimely, to my fate resigned, ed before the out-posts of the enemy
But force opposed to force, and art to art. 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 head 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 bebeld 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. hero soon surveyed the disinal spectacle Hope, only hope, inspir'd them when they 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 martyrd Lawrence ill-fated companions, exclaimed, “ Oh,
spread ; sad and sorrowtul valley! This day shall Ev'nin the Aames his eyes with transport be for ever noted with: blood."
shine, After this, no farther possibility of de- And stew how sweet a thing ic 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 inost All fearless mingle in the bloody fray ! vigorous preparations were made for the Now, 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 fight not for life--caught in this fatal snare, for the honour of Christianity as gal- Our hope is death, our remedy despair. lantly and nobly as they had lived. " And yet it grieves nie, noble Charles, for The confused shout of arms proclaimerl
thee; the enemy at hand; and the melancholy is doom'd, so sad, so dark, a change to see,
That, after such high rame, thy noble head sound of the trumpets blowed that day
Thine honours blasted, and thy glory hed! in Roncesvalles, might be compared t) the trump that is to call the dead to ther But ah! no hurrian state rom change is free,
Whole empires hang upon a slendepthread; last judgment. All the Paladins asson And often fate, at Heav'n's ipfintei hour, bled it the sound, and Orlando vept Exalts the meck, and blasts the proud mai's aloud when he beheld so many vicims pow'r. to their affection for him. Oliver qoke “ Also this faithful bosom blee is for i've, to him with tenderness and affectios, but
My brother, my Rinaldo! Once again could not help expressing his regrat that might I that much lovoj forin in ta'tle sec, he bad not before listened to th: many Proud in the field, and dreadful o'er the warning voices that had foretol to him
slain! the treachery of Marsilius, to wich Or- Ev’n while I speak, strange visi..> come to lando made no answer, but slewed liis contrition by his silence; and hen, in a Disorder'd phantoms crowd upon my brain; Joud and encouraging voice, thus ha- I feel, I know, that with this mortal eye rangued bis little army of broners :
I yet shall view Rinaldo ere I die.
“ I fear not death, but hope my worth to ferual machinery of Astaroth and his at. shew,
tendant spirit first inaking 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 plaut
by which they were rendered invisible, On baneful fraud, and curs'd impiety. Death is not to be fear’d, but when we know Astaroth entertains them with an account
is managed with a great deal of spirit, 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 From this cold clay lo immortality!
lower Empire, and the several ranks and
conditions of the Dæmons. When all is “ Think how the self-devoted Decii died, ready for their departure, the two 12
And many other gallunt souls of yore, mons enter into the bodies of the Who fell, to satisfy a glorious pride, Knights' horses, and bear them ou 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 Oh, how much greater than all earthly provided by their infernal conductors
love, Is that which hopes and pants for things
with a magnificent entertainment preabove!
viously fetched from Narsillus'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, Gibraitar, and pillars of Hercules, gives Assurd in heav'n eternally to five.
occasion to a grave dissertation of the Ev'n now, in faith's bright mirror I perceive The undoubted sign of your prerogative.
Dæmon on an undiscovered liemi-phere The gates of heav'n are open'd wide around,
existing far beyond ihose fabled to as of And radiant angels guard the fatal ground."
the world. Pulci must have writeu be
fore the first voyage of Columbus, so that Thus said, he once more vaulted on his this passage is either a subsequeak insteed,
terpolation, or is very remarkable in the And Joudly cried, “ Now for our trache- light of a prophecy of the sistowsing rous foes !”
discovery that was shortly to be made. Yet, when he saw his comrades doom’d to The latter supposition is not perbaps it
bleed, Some tender tears of human pity rose.
probable; for Columbus's expectations or 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; sad And mark with blood, till time shall be no among the philosophers of his court, some
were, doubtless, inclined to favour the
belief. On every head the holy Turpin trac'd
The ardent mind of a Poet is A sacred cross, and benediction gave ;
still more likely to have caught at so subAnd pardon'd them thro' him in whom were ime a vision, and to have embodied it plac'd
nto a real existence. Their hope and trust, who died mankind to We cannot pursue this romantic journey
of the Demons and Paladins through all Then all the valiant band in tears embrac'd, its particulars, but will refer to the boak And drew their swords, and stood resolvid for be curious incidents relating to the and brave;
alexdamonic Fountain at Toledo, the Almonte's banner wav'd their bands before,
Victory of Astaroth over the Spirit The banner won in Aspramount of yore."
Squariaferro, and for the ludicrous adCanto 26, St. 24.
ventur at the Palace of Saragossa, where One of the last wishes expressed by Rinald enters invisible into the presence Orlando was, in effect, about to be grant- of his qondum mistress, the fair Luciana, ed him; for Rinaldo, after an aërial voy- for whor he feels his ancient passen age of three days from the pyramids of kindled. To amuse the Paladins for Egypt
, arrived at Roucesvalles before some par of their voyage, Astaroth re the fatal conflict ended. The whole in- sumes the inorthodox discourse that he
formerly held with Malayigi, and asserts with romantic absurdity; we shall con. our Author's favourite doctrine of Uni- fine ourselves to the more natural and versal Salvauon in strains of very subliine affecting passages. In Blanchardin's Poetry. He concludes thus:
division fought a young Payan, the son Forse ch'è'l vero, dopo lungo errore
of that Old Man of the Mountains wbo 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 Pawith their aërial guides, deterinined the fortune of the first grand division of the ladins, he had engaged himself to Mars Pasen army, and of the first day's battle, silius for the sake of revenge, and now which had already inclined to tavour thé had the fortune in the beginning of the undaunted bravery and perseverance of engagement to fall into the bands of OrOrlando and his companions. They
lando, who was on the point of putting
bim to death, but whose hand was aralighted on the plain towards evening; and while the brothers of Montauban rested by his tears and supplications, and pressed forwards to assist their victorious ghe 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 she father's image stood, Pagaus as they attempied to fly upwards By pity moved, he loos 'd his twisted hair, froin 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 renew'd. the Christians were left possessors of the Yet, 'twas ill done, young warrior, to oppose field, and of the honours of victory. Ri- Thy father's friends, and arm tó serve his naldo and Richardetto, weary with slaughi fo-s !"
C. 26. St. 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 fifty tives that day, to spare bim for his pearance among the Pagans had filled father sake; but be first received from the field with confusion and dismay, their him, i gratitude, intelligence of the supre-union with their friends produced at least as sudden and wonderful an im- whovas then clad in a vest of king Mara
poser treachery of liis follower, Baldwin, pression, though of a contrary, nature. siliu, known to all the Pagans, and preOxundo's joy exceeded all bounds of its ser:d as by an Amulet from their arins. deration, and Oliver taged away at their TF relationship of this brave and unapproach.
The feelings of the whole founate youth to the detestable Gano, cainp were in proportion, and the re- cirmed the suspicion to which Orlando joicings which so happy an event occa
o lightly gave way: Sivned, seemed to have changed the face sriando now had leit the old man's son, of attairs, and substituted hope and con
And, warm in rage, sought Baldwin o'er tidence in the place of their late despair.
Oriando, however, as soon as the first Who called for death which seem'd his path transports were over, returned to a calu
to shun; sense of the real condition of uris litt
And turn no less adventurous heads its anny. lle took Rigaldu aside, ar
force : poured out to him his whole soul.
At length he saw swift Vegliantino run Morrow, my cousin, if my mind dece's
Hot o'er the field, (Orlando's well-known
horse,) me not, we all must 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, that the latest agehall
“ What woes, unfortunate! this head betide! speak of Roncesvalles." Mean time the moming dawn, and I seek, this day, among the brave to dies
And many Pagans by my hand lie slain, the second squadron of the ever But none against this arm their force will try: manded by the Traitor Blaardin,
I call, I challenge to the fight in vain!" followed closely by the third grand
"i False wretch," Orlando cried, “no more division: there Marsilias himse resided,
they'll Ay, and had already taken the d. The whole work of carnage is cribed by which to thy traitor-sire Marsilius gave,
Lay but that gaudy garment on the plain, Pulci, with Houneric prec", mixed For which that traicar sold his son a stave."
" If on this day," the unhappy youth replied, The death of this ill-fated, but genda " These noble souls my father has rous youth, was shortly followed by those
betray'd; And if I'm cursid to live, this hand shall
of Anjolin de Bellande, and of the bra
thers of St. Michel. To supply their guide, 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 earnd the name in fullowing battle became more and more trementhee,
dous, and the cries of war were unised 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 trailor's name I will not carry long:"
employed in their infernal pastime oi 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; Astolpho him. Marsilius's division had by this time gallant actions on that, and the preceding
self, the good Duke of England, whose 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 mar yrs 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 personal attachment. Walter de Montleor, and another Pagan. His strength sufficed
moment engaged in single combat with Anjolin of Bayonne, next fell beeath him to revenge the blow, and rid binthe swords of Marsilius and Grandnio; self of both his assailants; but soon bis and Orlando coming up,discovered liver head turned giddy, his eyes swam in alone and oppressed by numbers, iur
darkness, and staggering and reeling back rounded by his fallen companions. The
towards the camp, but still cutting out a resistless arin of the hero soon freed im froin immediate danger, and he lamentd passage through the enemy, he was met with the sorrow of atfection his faitht! brother:
in this deplorable condition by his noble Sansonetto, whose corpse he gave Terigi, to convey to the camp. Nor dig Orlando feit 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 have experienced the same fate, but for
By ev'ry thought of love, and courteous the interference of his own son, who in
deed," tercepted the blow, and died at his feet.
Te cried, now faint, and staggering from Just then, the appearance of a more terrible conflict, and of more general car
1! lead me, where in death I may be
known, nage, called him to another part of the
Nor ve me, unreveng'd, to die alone i» field of battle.
" Ihr Rousd by appalling sounds and barbarous
no heart, without thee," he replied, cries,
This perplex'd and gloomy life to stay, Orlando hasten'd to the spot, and found,
I've bidieu 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 onlin the fall of life abide; wound. "I am no traitor now," he feebly cries,
my Oliver, yet lights my Then falls, a stiffen'd corpsc, upon the ground;
Oh! followiver, that guiding love, With tears of grief, Orlando saw him die.
With mee death, one faith, one will “Tby 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 distinguishdimm'd his sight,
ed among the christian warriors, had Among the ranks a bloody trophy made :
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 survivid the strength's That illustrious paladin, careless of life, decay.
now rode like a madman into the thickest Thus thro' the storm of swords and spears ranks of the enemy, and took an ample they go,
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 Dear 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
From a clear fount the chrystal stream he decreed
bore. An inscant change for immortality. Yet his last wish Orlando knew full 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 filed, He seem'd on carth's wild coasc 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, “ Fare Another, 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 l'egliantino lie horn was so violent, as not only to burst Stretch'd on the field, the crystal fount bethe instrument, but to force blood through side, tlic eyes and nostrils of the gallant knight. Siiffen'd his limbs, and cold his warlike pride. The noise su alarmed the Pagan host, that And " Oh, my much-lov'd steed! my genethey began to fly in all directions; Ore
rous friend! lando drew, for the last time, los Durin. « Companion of my better years (he said); dana, and returned to the field, disconso- And bave i liv'd to see so sad an end late for the loss of bis friend, and mise, To all the tools, and thy brave sporit Aled? rable and broken in spirit, “ like one re Oh pardon nie, if e'er I did offend turning from the funeral of one much Wich hasty wrong that kind and faithful loved, to give comfort to the little aitlict
head ed family."
Just then his eyes a momentary light
Flaslı'd quick-achen clos' again in endless Come chi torna dal funereo lutto,
night. Alla sua Famigliuola a dar conforto. Here, however, be experienced little
Now, when Orlando found himself alone,
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, senice, Egibard, Avino, Avolio, Walter, Of all his host, to meet his sight arise. MONTHLY MAG., No. 159.