The Divine Comedy: Inferno, Purgatorio & Paradiso. Dante Alighieri

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style="font-size:15px;">       Did your condition fix within me so,

       That tardily it wholly is stripped off,

      As soon as this my Lord said unto me

       Words, on account of which I thought within me

       That people such as you are were approaching.

      I of your city am; and evermore

       Your labours and your honourable names

       I with affection have retraced and heard.

      I leave the gall, and go for the sweet fruits

       Promised to me by the veracious Leader;

       But to the centre first I needs must plunge."

      "So may the soul for a long while conduct

       Those limbs of thine," did he make answer then,

       "And so may thy renown shine after thee,

      Valour and courtesy, say if they dwell

       Within our city, as they used to do,

       Or if they wholly have gone out of it;

      For Guglielmo Borsier, who is in torment

       With us of late, and goes there with his comrades,

       Doth greatly mortify us with his words."

      "The new inhabitants and the sudden gains,

       Pride and extravagance have in thee engendered,

       Florence, so that thou weep'st thereat already!"

      In this wise I exclaimed with face uplifted;

       And the three, taking that for my reply,

       Looked at each other, as one looks at truth.

      "If other times so little it doth cost thee,"

       Replied they all, "to satisfy another,

       Happy art thou, thus speaking at thy will!

      Therefore, if thou escape from these dark places,

       And come to rebehold the beauteous stars,

       When it shall pleasure thee to say, 'I was,'

      See that thou speak of us unto the people."

       Then they broke up the wheel, and in their flight

       It seemed as if their agile legs were wings.

      Not an Amen could possibly be said

       So rapidly as they had disappeared;

       Wherefore the Master deemed best to depart.

      I followed him, and little had we gone,

       Before the sound of water was so near us,

       That speaking we should hardly have been heard.

      Even as that stream which holdeth its own course

       The first from Monte Veso tow'rds the East,

       Upon the left-hand slope of Apennine,

      Which is above called Acquacheta, ere

       It down descendeth into its low bed,

       And at Forli is vacant of that name,

      Reverberates there above San Benedetto

       From Alps, by falling at a single leap,

       Where for a thousand there were room enough;

      Thus downward from a bank precipitate,

       We found resounding that dark-tinted water,

       So that it soon the ear would have offended.

      I had a cord around about me girt,

       And therewithal I whilom had designed

       To take the panther with the painted skin.

      After I this had all from me unloosed,

       As my Conductor had commanded me,

       I reached it to him, gathered up and coiled,

      Whereat he turned himself to the right side,

       And at a little distance from the verge,

       He cast it down into that deep abyss.

      "It must needs be some novelty respond,"

       I said within myself, "to the new signal

       The Master with his eye is following so."

      Ah me! how very cautious men should be

       With those who not alone behold the act,

       But with their wisdom look into the thoughts!

      He said to me: "Soon there will upward come

       What I await; and what thy thought is dreaming

       Must soon reveal itself unto thy sight."

      Aye to that truth which has the face of falsehood,

       A man should close his lips as far as may be,

       Because without his fault it causes shame;

      But here I cannot; and, Reader, by the notes

       Of this my Comedy to thee I swear,

       So may they not be void of lasting favour,

      Athwart that dense and darksome atmosphere

       I saw a figure swimming upward come,

       Marvellous unto every steadfast heart,

      Even as he returns who goeth down

       Sometimes to clear an anchor, which has grappled

       Reef, or aught else that in the sea is hidden,

      Who upward stretches, and draws in his feet.

      Canto XVII. Geryon. The Violent against Art. Usurers. Descent into the Abyss of Malebolge.

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      "Behold the monster with the pointed tail,

       Who cleaves the hills, and breaketh walls and weapons,

      

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