The Vision, or Hell, Purgatory, and Paradise of Dante Alighieri . s, shrouded by the bridge,Cried, Here the hallowed visage saves not: hereIs other swimming than in Serchios wave,Wherefore, if thou desire we rend thee not,Take heed thou mount not oer the pitch. This said, 50They grappled him with more than hundred shouted : Covered thou must sport thee hereSo, if thou canst, in secret mayst thou thus the cook bestirs him, with his grooms,To thrust the flesh into the cauldron down 72 THE VISION OF DANTE [Canto xxi With flesh-hooks, that it float not on the top. Me then my gu
The Vision, or Hell, Purgatory, and Paradise of Dante Alighieri . s, shrouded by the bridge,Cried, Here the hallowed visage saves not: hereIs other swimming than in Serchios wave,Wherefore, if thou desire we rend thee not,Take heed thou mount not oer the pitch. This said, 50They grappled him with more than hundred shouted : Covered thou must sport thee hereSo, if thou canst, in secret mayst thou thus the cook bestirs him, with his grooms,To thrust the flesh into the cauldron down 72 THE VISION OF DANTE [Canto xxi With flesh-hooks, that it float not on the top. Me then my guide bespake : Lest they descryThat thou art here, behind a craggy rockBend low and screen thee : and vvhateer of forceBe offered me, or insult, fear thou not;For I am well advised, who have been erstIn the like fray. Beyond the bridges headTherewith he passed ; and reaching the sixth pier,Behoved him then a forehead terror-proof. With storm and fury, as when dogs rush forthUpon the poor mans back, who suddenlyFrom whence he standeth makes his suit; so rushed 60. Those from beneath the arch, and against him Their weapons all they pointed. He, aloud : Be none of you outrageous : ere your tine 70 Dare seize me, come forth from amongst you one, Who having heard my words, decide he then If he shall tear these limbs. They shouted loud, Go, Malacoda ! Whereat one advanced. The others standing firm, and as he came, * What may this turn avail him ? he exclaimed. Believest thou, Malacoda ! I had comeThus far from all your skirmishing secure,My teacher answered, without will divineAnd destiny propitious ? Pass we then ; 80 For so Heavens pleasure is, that I should leadAnother through this savage wilderness. Forthwith so fell his pride, that he let dropThe instrument of torture at his feet. Lines 56-133] HELL 73 And to the rest exclaimed: We have no powerTo strike him. Then to me my guide : 0 thou !Who on the bridge among the crags dost sitLow crouching, safely now to me return. I rose, an
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