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Ludovico Ariosto
Geburtstag: 8. September 1474
Todesdatum: 6. Juli 1533
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Ludovico Ariosto war ein italienischer Humanist, Militär, Höfling und Autor. Sein Hauptwerk, das Versepos Orlando furioso , gilt als einer der wichtigsten Texte der italienischen Literatur und wurde in ganz Europa rezipiert.
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„Verrückt ist wer seinem Herrn widersprechen will // auch wenn er sagen sollte, den Tag voller Sterne // gesehen zu haben und um Mitternacht die Sonne.“
— Ludovico Ariosto
aus Satire, Satira I. Übersetzung: Nino Barbieri
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„Ich glaub' und glaub's und glaub', ich glaube richtig.“
— Ludovico Ariosto
Orlando furioso, 9, 23
„But such their power who rule with tyrant sway,
Whom most they loath the people most obey.“
— Ludovico Ariosto
Canto XXXVII, stanza 104 (tr. J. Hoole)
„Partial and unwise
Your judgment seems, as well all judgments may,
Wherein the losing party has not room
To plead before the judge pronounces doom.“
— Ludovico Ariosto
Canto XXXII, stanza 101 (tr. W. S. Rose)
„The higher up on Fortune's wheel you see
A wretch ascend, the sooner he will fall,
And where his head is now, his feet will be.“
— Ludovico Ariosto
Canto XLV, stanza 1 (tr. B. Reynolds)
„Void is contract made in fear.“
— Ludovico Ariosto
Canto XXI, stanza 43 (tr. W. S. Rose)
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„Of them I thought it wiser not to treat.
So, leave the bitter and retain the sweet.“
— Ludovico Ariosto
Canto III, stanza 62 (tr. B. Reynolds)
„For it would be indeed a foolish plan,
Two living men to lose for one dead man.“
— Ludovico Ariosto
Canto XVIII, stanza 189 (tr. B. Reynolds)
„And over mastered by his choler, flies
With a clenched fist at him of Sericane.“
— Ludovico Ariosto
Canto XXVII, stanza 63 (tr. W. S. Rose)
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„Men seek each other out, the proverb says,
The mountain, motionless, unchanging stays.“
— Ludovico Ariosto
Canto XXIII, stanza 1 (tr. B. Reynolds)
„Though it becomes not man himself to praise.“
— Ludovico Ariosto
Canto XLIII, stanza 12 (tr. W. S. Rose)
„Whoever in a noble noose is caught,
Although his lady may but ill receive
His ardour and thus render him distraught,
And no reward for his devotion give,
Whence all his time and labour come to naught,
Yet, if his heart be worthily bestowed,
No lamentation to his grief is owed.“
— Ludovico Ariosto
Canto XVI, stanza 2 (tr. B. Reynolds)
