The Vision, or Hell, Purgatory, and Paradise of Dante Alighieri . from a vault, whereat, in fear,I somewhat closer to my leaders side 30 Approaching, he thus spake : What dost thou ? Turn :Lo ! Farinata there, who hath himselfUplifted : from his girdle upwards, allExposed, behold him. On his face was mineAlready fixed : his breast and forehead thereErecting, seemed as in high scorn he heldEen hell. Between the sepulchres, to himMy guide thrust me, with fearless hands and prompt; Lines i-66] HELL 33 This warning added : * See thy words be clear. He, soon as there I stood at the tombs foot, 40 E
The Vision, or Hell, Purgatory, and Paradise of Dante Alighieri . from a vault, whereat, in fear,I somewhat closer to my leaders side 30 Approaching, he thus spake : What dost thou ? Turn :Lo ! Farinata there, who hath himselfUplifted : from his girdle upwards, allExposed, behold him. On his face was mineAlready fixed : his breast and forehead thereErecting, seemed as in high scorn he heldEen hell. Between the sepulchres, to himMy guide thrust me, with fearless hands and prompt; Lines i-66] HELL 33 This warning added : * See thy words be clear. He, soon as there I stood at the tombs foot, 40 Eyed me a space ; then in disdainful moodAddressed me: Say what ancestors were thine. I, willing to obey him, straight revealedThe whole, nor kept back aught: whence he, his browSomewhat uplifting, cried : Fiercely were theyAdverse to me, my party, and the bloodFrom whence I sprang : twice, therefore, I abroadScattered them. Though driven out, yet they each timeFrom all parts, answered I, returned ; an artWhich yours have shown they are not skilled to learn. 50. Then, peering forth from the unclosed from his side a shade, high as the chin,Leaning, methought, upon its knees looked around, as eager to exploreIf there were other with me ; but perceivingThat fond imagination quenched, with tearsThus spake : If thou through this blind prison gost,Led by thy lofty genius and profound,Where is my son ? and wherefore not with thee ? I straight replied : Not of myself I come ;By him, who there expects me, through this climeConducted, whom perchance Guido thy sonHad in contempt. Already had his wordsAnd mode of punishment read me his name,Whence I so fully answered. He at onceExclaimed, up starting, * How! saidst thou, he had ? CART O 60 34 THE VISION OF DANTE [Canto x No longer lives he ? Strikes not on his eye The blessed daylight ? Then, of some delay I made ere my reply, aware, down fell Supine, nor after forth appeared he more. 70 Meanwhile the other, great of so
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