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Friday, November 13, 2015

This is a thriller night (14)

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Al più giovin fratello, a cui fu il padre
Co' due germani da Clorinda ucciso,
Viste le spoglie candide e leggiadre,
Fu di vedere l'alta guerrera aviso;
E contra l'irritò l'occulte squadre,
Né frenando del core moto improviso
(Come l'ira volea, subita e folle)
Gridò: - Sei morta! - e l'hasta in van lanciolle.

The younger brother, whose father had been
Killed by Clorinda with two more brothers,
By seeing that white, beautiful surcoat
Thought the noble she-warrior was there.
He incited against her the hidden squads
And unable to restrain his own feelings
(Driven by sudden and insane rage) shouted,
"You're dead!" and threw his spear, in vain.