The Vision, or Hell, Purgatory, and Paradise of Dante Alighieri . We on the utmost shore of the long rockDescended still to leftward. Then my sightWas livelier to explore the depth, whereinThe minister of the most mighty Lord,All-searching Justice, dooms to punishmentThe forgers noted on her dread record. More rueful was it not methinks to seeThe nation in Aegina droop, what timeEach living thing, een to the little fell, so full of malice was the air(And afterward, as bards of yore have told,The ancient people were restored anewFrom seed of emmets), than was here to see 60 The spirits
The Vision, or Hell, Purgatory, and Paradise of Dante Alighieri . We on the utmost shore of the long rockDescended still to leftward. Then my sightWas livelier to explore the depth, whereinThe minister of the most mighty Lord,All-searching Justice, dooms to punishmentThe forgers noted on her dread record. More rueful was it not methinks to seeThe nation in Aegina droop, what timeEach living thing, een to the little fell, so full of malice was the air(And afterward, as bards of yore have told,The ancient people were restored anewFrom seed of emmets), than was here to see 60 The spirits, that languiUp-piled on many the murky lay,. i Lines 38-114] HELL 101 One oer the belly, oer the shoulders one Rolled of another ; sideling crawled a third Along the dismal pathway. Step by step We journeyed on, in silence looking round. And listening those diseased, who strove in vain 70 To lift their forms. Then two I marked, that sat Propped gainst each other, as two brazen pans Set to retain the heat. From head to foot, A tetter barked them round. Nor saw I eer Groom currying so fast, for whom his lord Impatient waited, or himself perchance Tired with long watching, as of these each one Plied quickly his keen nails, through furiousness Of neer abated pruriency. The crust Came drawn from underneath in flakes, like scales 80 Scraped from the bream, or fish of broader mail. 0 thou ! who with thy fingers rendest offThy coat of proof, thus spake my guide to one, * And sometimes makest tearing pincers of me if any born of Latian land Be among these within : so may thy nailsServe thee for everlasting to this toil. Both ar
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