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Poor Italy!

servile Italy, grief's hostelry
ship without a pilot in a mighty storm,
no mistress of provinces, but brothel! 78

That noble soul was so early,
only at the sweet sound of his own land, to make its citizen
party there, and now 81

in you are not without war
your living, and one another gnaw
of those whom one wall and a pit greenhouse. 84

Search, wretched,
around the shores Thy seaboard, and then look within, if any part in
you enjoy peace. 87

What for thee Justinian The bridle
, if empty be the saddle?
Withouten the shame would be less. 90

Ahi people who ought to be obedient
and let Caesar sit in the saddle,
well if you mean what God is known, 93

see how this beast is made
fella for not being corrected by the spurs, then
ponesti that hand upon the bridle. 96

O German Albert who do abandon
she's done wanton and wild
them and you should get on her saddle, 99

just judgment fall from the stars over
's your blood, and it is strange and, so that
'thy successor may have fear n'aggia! 102

Ch'avete you and 'thy father suffered, for greed of
,
that' The garden of the 'Empire to be laid waste. 105

Come and behold Montecchi and Cappelletti, Monaldi and
Filippeschi man without care:
color sad already, and these doubt! 108

Come, cruel one, come and behold the oppression Of thy nobility
, and cure their wounds
Santafior and see how dark! 111

Come and behold thy Rome, that
weeping widow and alone, and day and night:
"My Caesar, why hast thou forsaken me?". 114

Come see what people love one another;
no pity for us and if you move, you are
made ashamed of thy renown. 117

And if lawful for me, O Jove Supreme
to earth for us wast crucified, Are thy just eyes
directed elsewhere? 120

Or preparation is in the abyss
your advice to do you any good at all
de l'perceive our split? 123

For all the cities of Italy
are full of tyrants, and becometh a Marcellus
Each peasant churl who plays the partisan. 126

my Florence, you can be happy
of this digression, which does not touch you,
mercy on Thy people who are so. 129

Many have justice in their heart, body and later
not to be without counsel al'arco;
but your people 'has its lips. 132

Many refuse to bear the public burden, but thy solicitous

answers without being called, cries out: "'TU shoulder." 135

Now be thou joyful, for thou hast good reason
Thou affluent, thou in peace, thou full of wisdom!
If I say 's true, the Nol hides. 138

Athens and Lacedaemon, who made
the old laws, and were so civilized,
made to living well a little sign
141
to you, you do
Decicions so subtle, that to middle of November
Reaches not what thread thou in October. 144

How many times, the time of thy remembrance,
law, money, offices and costume
have you changed, and renewed thy members? 147

And if you remember well and see the light, you'll see

like a sick woman who can not find repose upon her down, 150

but give her pain when fencing.

Dante, Purgatorio, Canto VI