"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."

Vergogna

cialtróne Alcuno dal ted. SCHELM-TRUMM pezzo di furfante. Altri meglio lo suppone detto per GIALDRÓNE, GELDRóNE (= prov. GELDON lanzichenecco) dal GÉLDRA = prov. GÉLDA truppa di soldati a piedi, onde il senso di ciurmaglia di cui è detto alla voce Geldra. – Dicesi di persona vile, abietta e per lo più sudicia e accattona; ed anche di Chi suole abborracciare e lavorare sconciamente in opere d’arte o di letteratura.
Deriv. Cialtrona; Cialtronàccio; Cialtroncèlla; Cialtroneria.

Noi discendemmo il ponte da la testa
dove s’aggiugne con l’ottava ripa,
e poi mi fu la bolgia manifesta:

e vidivi entro terribile stipa
di serpenti, e di sì diversa mena
che la memoria il sangue ancor mi scipa.

Più non si vanti Libia con sua rena;
ché se chelidri, iaculi e faree
produce, e cencri con anfisibena,

né tante pestilenzie né sì ree
mostrò già mai con tutta l’Etïopia
né con ciò che di sopra al Mar Rosso èe.

Tra questa cruda e tristissima copia
corrëan genti nude e spaventate,
sanza sperar pertugio o elitropia:

con serpi le man dietro avean legate;
quelle ficcavan per le ren la coda
e ‘l capo, ed eran dinanzi aggroppate.

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  • ragnorosso
    Posted at 13:58h, 23 January Reply

    ah, finalmente mi hai dedicato un blog

  • Shelidon
    Posted at 16:28h, 24 January Reply

    Non lusingarti :-p

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