Und einer her saying, Thou here nahest •
Whoever you mayest - by researching exact
remembrance if you saw this side of me ever!
I kicking to him that I found him looking
saw he was blonde and beautiful sections of noble • ..
spellte Only one cut him a brew. As I timidly
denied that our footsteps
met each • he continued to speak
After a sore pointing to the middle
the chest and a smile: Look! do you know Manfred
The grandchild of the Empress Constance?
I beg you come out of this Eden:
search was my beautiful daughter to the splendor of Sicily and Aragon
live and tell me if
one else says it all:
After I felt through the body
twofold quake death-blow • I have with me the fear
likes to give us pardon.
have committed terrible sins I
are unlimited but the poor quality
So great that they get to what you are fleeing.
Cosenza's shepherd the flock with his
of the pope, I forwarded - it would have meant a
From God read as he have mercy •
subject So again nor my bones
In Benevento the passage of the bridge
And under watch massive stone . Now they
driving rain and wind debris
malice to the Empire beyond - to the river where he wanted to
that lights went out they are back. should not apply
But their thunder grumbled so much that
and never came back eternal love
If a green germ of hope.
Dante Alighieri's Divine Comedy, Purgatory, III. Vocals, 103-135
in the transfer of Stefan George
found here
in the transfer of Stefan George
found here
This medieval popes, with their profane greed really unpleasant symptoms. Therefore, it could happen to the papacy nothing better than to be given the presumption of secular rule struck from the hands, obviously put something in the way, since in any case one can look back with some relief to all this.
King Manfred, the beloved, richly gifted and subsequently legitimized son of Emperor Frederick II, fell on 26 February 1266th The popes who wanted to switch off with the Swabians, the probability of a strong empire, triumph allowed. And so hopefully burn the hottest place of hell Innocent IV, as well as silent Jacques Pantaléon, by Guido le Gros.
Dante has attempted in his "Divine Comedy" for him a kind of vindication, and I was glad to see that George in his transfer in exactly the right Point broke off. Manfred had no chance to claim the kingdom of his father, but in his Sicilian kingdom once flourished briefly the culture of the Hohenstaufen. After much effort was "Pope Urban IV to Charles of Anjou finally had a willing executioner who, after the successful battle of Benevento for him the members of the fallen king Manfred literally rotting for decades in prison and received the kingdom under his control. On the distant horizon, one may indeed at the thought of the "Sicilian Vespers" delight, but, well.
It seems that I am at the moment once again in historic Constitution. Here the 2 poetic experiments in the field.
Hermann von Lingg
King Manfred
cry To
King Manfred of Sicily and Taranto;
There is a time of stone
extends from the bridge of Benevento.
A hero does not know how larger
The glory of Italy,
rests under the stones of time
at the bridge of Benevento.
As long as the stars seem
And the sun in the sky, walking
revenge plays the stone from the bridge of Benevento
!
Felix Dahn
King Manfred's grave
the dead Manfred plundered Burgundians,
mauling him with twenty Lance wounds,
gladly gave the heretics each one stitch:
And Charles of Anjou, entered the lead-colored pale
fixed with brazen foot on the breast of the corpse
And said, "Aas are you - am Mr." I
on barren moorland. servants buried
Away from the way it braids among thorns. -
a cripple, he put the well-done once
Will 'him a wooden cross on the grave: let
However, with dogs chase him away
John, Cardinal Cosenza.
A thorn bush was only characteristic of that facility. -
But after six years dreamed in purple bed
The Anjou, - to him he banged his hand! - The
Manfred dead hear him speak threateningly
"Your kingdom is without a trace break in Italy.
I rest now in the open country,"
rise drove the tyrant, "This Omen I turn!
the heretic ausgegrab'ne bone I send
to France, then to lower them into the sea "- And
sent to the battlefield," he was his messenger,
Many hundred captors after a death: -
you came home, the hands empty.
"Lord" - they said - "like us swallow your anger -
We can not bring you this King: A
Bush - as you know - stand in the place: The
must been his wild roses
For now unpredictable in the spring wind caress
Many thousand, a thousand roses bloom. !
> the forest of roses \u0026lt;calls the place the crowd;
Unscheidbar the surging crowd fragrant shrub:
was impossible that it recognizes the grave "- -
Long 'is bloody fall of the Angevin Empire:
sings To Manfred an army of nightingales
In Rosenwald of Benevento.
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