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Tancredi Clorinda that a homo estimate
they want the weapons to try to compare
she should turn the 'Alpine summit
to another door, where d' enter offers. Here he
impetuous, so long before it reaches
, in the guise of weapons mayst proclaim
happens that she turns and shouts:
Clorinda:
O thou. that door,
is running?
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Replies:
Tancredi
And war and death.
Clorinda:
War and Death 'havrai,
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said.
Clorinda:
The refusal
not given, where the wheels stop and wait.
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Tancredi It means that ch 'was at the bottom
has seen his enemy. usar horse, and falls. And the other contests
1'un'e iron sharp and pointed
pride and anger on;
and vans to meet late and slow steps
which two bulls and jealous rage burning.
Night, in which deep within the dark and you closed in
'forgetfulness made it big,
worthy of a clear sol, worthy of a full
theater, Sarian is memorable deeds.
it please ch 'e'n then draws the beautiful peaceful future
to explain the age and sends.
alive their fame, and among them the glory shining from the dark
your high memory.
not dodge, no parar.
They want to retreat but not them, it's part here dexterity.
do not give shots fake hor, hor full, hor low:
removes the shadow and 'the fury 1'uso art. Hear swords collide
orribilmenti
by the iron and 'no trace of the foot part:
always firm foot and the man always in motion, it falls
cutting in vain, it aims to vote. The shame
irritates the wrath of vengeance, and vengeance
then renews the shame:
waves always strike, always in a hurry and plague s'assiunge
stimulus novo nova.
D'hor hor more you mingle in a more restricted
do the fighting. oprar sword and does not help:
danse with apples. and raw and infelloniti
Cozzani together with the helmets and shields. Three times in the cavalier
tightens
woman with strong arms, and as many
then from those stubborn knots she scinge,
nodes fierce enemy and not a lover.
are back to the iron. and a dye and the other the
much blood and tired and panting and
these and even those at last retired, and after
worked hard breathing.
each other looks, and his lifeless body
on 'the pomo supports the weight of the sword. Already
de langue
1'ultima star radius on the first arbor, which is in the east lit.
see Tancredi in greater blood
of his enemy, and if not so much offended
enjoys it and proud. Oh our crazy mind that every
estolle aura of luck!
wretched. to enjoy that? Oh how sad and unhappy
fiano trumps the pride! Your eyes
pagheran (s'in life remains)
every drop of that blood a sea of \u200b\u200btears.
So silent and staring, these bloody warrior
quite necessary.
Tancred at last broke the silence and said because the
his name the other discovered:
Tancredi
Our misfortune is here though so would employ
values, where the silence cover.
But when fate comes ria we deny
Iode and witnesses and worthy of the 'deed I beg
(if inter-site weapons have the prayers)
that' s your name and 'l me you find out your status. Accio
ch 'I know of. or winners or losers, who
my death or victory my honor.
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said the ferocious
Clorinda:
vain
get that which 'I have to make use of non-obvious.
But anyone who I be, you first see one of those two
that most tower on.
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Arse of indignation at that saying, Tancredi Tancredi
:
And you said the wrong moment (indirect shooting) and
'thy speech, and' the silence seems to attract me,
barbaric discourteous, revenge.
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Back to the anger in the chorus and transporting them
Although weak in the war. A fair battle!
U'l'arte in the notice, u'già strength and died.
where, however, both the fury of battle!
O blood and spacious
door is the one and the other sword wherever June
in arms and meat!
and if life does not come out, anger tienla chest unit.
But here Homa, the hora fatal
che'l came to live with his right to Clorinda.
he pushes the iron net fair bosom peak
who plunges e'l avid drinking blood;
and capacity, of that vague or quilt
breasts pressed close tender and mild,
the ungodly heat of a river. Elle already feels
morirsi, e'l footer lacks egro and languishing.
he followed the victory, and pierced the virgin
threatening stocking and press. She
as it falls, the voice afflicted
moving, said the words extreme
words, that to scratch her spirit points out,
spirit of faith, love, of hope:
virtues that God gives, and if rubella
in life was the means in death handmaid.
Clorinda:
Dude, you win. I forgive him ...
still forgive you, no body, nothing pave,
to 'alma si: ah! pray for her, and he gives me that every baptism
rnia fault lavas.
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In these entries
languid echoes something of a weak and tender heart
unto him down and abate any anger,
and eyes to weep invites and effort.
Just so distant in the sense of a mountain ou
flowed murmuring little river. He
v'accorse and helmet in the ungodly source,
sad and returned to the general office and pious.
hear the man tremble, while the front is not known yet
broke up and find out.
He saw and knew: it was left
voice and motion. Ah sight! Ah know!
not died already, which received its Virtuti
all at that point and put them on guard at heart,
and pressing his grief turned to give life with water
those killed by the sword.
While he is the sound of 'sacred Dert disbanded.
trasmutossi her joy, and laughed, and
in place to die happy and lively
seemed to say:
Clorinda:
opens the heavens: I go in peace.
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