Divina commedia: Paradiso, canto XI - Angelo Branduardi

Intra Tupino e l’acqua che discende

Del colle eletto del beato Ubaldo

Fertile costa d’alto monte pende

Onde Perugia sente freddo e caldo

Da Porta Sole e di retro le piange

Per grave giogo Nocera con Gualdo

Di questa costa, là dov’ella frange

Più sua rattezza, nacque al mondo un Sole

Come fa questo talvolta di Gange

Ma perché io non proceda troppo chiuso

Francesco e Povertà per questi amanti

Prendi oramai nel mio parlar diffuso

La lor concordia ed i lor lieti sembianti

Amore e maraviglia e dolce sguardo

Faceano esser cagion di pensier santi:

Tanto che’l venerabile Bernardo

Si scalzò prima, e dietro a tanta pace

Corse e, correndo, gli parve di esser tardo

Né li gravò viltà di cor le ciglia

Per esser figlio di Pietro Bernardone

Né per parer dispetto a maraviglia;

Ma regalmente sua dura intenzione

Ad Innocenzio aperse, e da lui ebbe

Primo sigillo a sua religione

Poi che la gente poverella crebbe

Dietro a costui, la cui mirabil vita

Meglio in gloria del ciel si canterebbe

E poi che, per la sete del martiro

Ne la presenza del Soldan superba

Predicò Cristo e gli altri che 'l seguiro

Nel crudo sasso intra Tevere ed Arno

Da Cristo prese l’ultimo sigillo

Quando a Colui ch’a tanto ben sortillo

Piacque di trarlo suso a la mercede

Ch’el meritò nel suo farsi pusillo

A' frati suoi, sì com’a giuste rede

Raccomandò la donna sua più cara

E comandò che l’amassero a fede;

E del suo grembo l’anima preclara

Mover si volle, tornando al suo regno

Ed al suo corpo non volle altra bara

Intra Tupino and the water that descends

Of the chosen hill of Blessed Ubaldo

Fertile coast on the high mountain slopes

Onde Perugia feels cold and hot

From Porta Sole and from the back he cries for them

For serious yoke Nocera with Gualdo

Of this coast, where it fringes

More rectitude than she, a Sun was born into the world

How does this sometimes of Ganges

But lest I proceed too closed

Francis and Poverty for these lovers

Take by now in my widespread talk

Their harmony and their happy semblants

Love and wonder and sweet gaze

Let them be the cause of holy thoughts:

So much so that the venerable Bernard

He got undressed first, and behind so much peace

He ran and, as he ran, it seemed to him that he was late

Nor did cowardice burden them with their lashes

To be the son of Pietro Bernardone

Neither out of spite to surprise;

But royally his hard intention

To Innocentius he opened, and from him he received

First seal to his religion

Then the poor people grew up

Behind him, whose wonderful life

Better to sing in glory of heaven

And then that, for the thirst of the martyr

Neither the presence of the Soldan is superb

He preached Christ and others that I will follow him

In the raw stone between the Tiber and Arno rivers

From Christ he took the last seal

When to Him who has so well done it

He liked to bring him to the mercy

Ch'el deserved in his becoming pusillo

To his friars, as well as to just rede

He recommended his dearest woman

And he commanded that they love him in faith;

And the soul precluded from his womb

Mover wanted, returning to his kingdom

And to his body he didn't want another coffin