Alma criada para amar ardente, A tudo corre, que lhe dá contento, 21 Se despertada do prazer se sente. “Do que é real o vosso entendimento Colhe imag… - Dante Alighieri

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Alma criada para amar ardente,
A tudo corre, que lhe dá contento,
21 Se despertada do prazer se sente.
“Do que é real o vosso entendimento
Colhe imagens que em modo tal desprega,
24 Que alma pra elas sente atraimento.
“Se alma, enlevada, ao seu pendor se entrega,
Esse efeito é amor, própria natura,
27 Em que o prazer novo liame emprega.
“E, como o fogo se ala para a altura
Por sua forma, que a elevar-se tende
30 Ao foco, onde o elemento seu mais dura,
Assim pelo desejo a alma se acende,
Ação espiritual que não se aquieta,
33 Se não consegue a posse, que pretende.

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About Dante Alighieri

Dante Alighieri (c. 30 May 1265 – 13 September 1321), most likely baptized Durante di Alighiero degli Alighieri, was an Italian poet, writer and philosopher. His Divine Comedy, originally called Comedìa (modern Italian: Commedia) and later christened Divina by Giovanni Boccaccio, is widely considered one of the most important poems of the Middle Ages and the greatest literary work in the Italian language.

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Alternative Names: Dante Durante degli Alighieri Durante di Alighiero degli Alighieri

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If who I am thou carest so much to know,
That thou on that account hast crossed the bank,
Know that I vested was with the great mantle;
And truly was I son of the She-bear,
So eager to advance the cubs, that wealth
Above, and here myself, I pocketed.
Beneath my head the others are dragged down
Who have preceded me in simony,
Flattened along the fissure of the rock.
Below there I shall likewise fall, whenever
That one shall come who I believed thou wast,
What time the sudden question I proposed.
But longer I my feet already toast,
And here have been in this way upside down,
Than he will planted stay with reddened feet;
For after him shall come of fouler deed
From tow'rds the west a Pastor without law,
Such as befits to cover him and me.

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