SeeStan ChapLee

Friday, April 10, 2015

It's clobberin' time! (4)

[7: 54]

- Non (gli risponde Ivon) fra noi non s'usa
Così tosto depor l'arme e l'ardire;
Altri del mio cader farà la scusa,
Io vo' far la vendetta, o qui morire -.
In sembianza d'Aletto o di Medusa,
Argante freme, e par che rabbia ei spire:
- Conosci hor (dice) il mio valore a prova,
Poi che la cortesia sprezzar ti giova -.

"No!" Ives replies. "We are not accustomed
To laying down weapons and guts so quickly.
Let somebody else find excuses for my fall:
I mean to take my revenge, or die here."
Taking on a face like Alecto's or Medusa's,
Argantes quivers, breathing out his rage,
And says, "Now meet my valor by experience,
Since you love better to despise courtesy!" (*)

(*) The same -- as a Dantesque contrapasso -- will be told him by Tancred in their final duel here in Gerusalemme Conquistata (not so in the Liberata). See also the last stanzas in Ariosto's Orlando Furioso, Ruggiero vs. Rodomonte.