| INFERNO CANTO 29 Mandelbaum Tr. and Longfellow Tr. | Notes | Ann. |
So many souls and such outlandish wounds had made my eyes inebriate-they longed to stay and weep. But Virgil said to me: THE many people and the divers wounds These eyes of mine had so inebriated, That they were wishful to stand still and weep; |
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"Why are you staring so insistently? Why does your vision linger there below among the lost and mutilated shadows? But said Virgilius: "What dost thou still gaze at? Why is thy sight still riveted down there Among the mournful, mutilated shades ? |
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You did not do so at the other moats. If you would count them all, consider: twenty- two miles make up the circuit of the valley. Thou hast not done so at the other Bolge; Consider, if to count them thou believest, That two-and-twenty miles the valley winds, |
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The moon already is beneath our feet; the time alloted to us now is short, and there is more to see than you see here." And now the moon is underneath our feet; Henceforth the time allotted us is brief, And more is to be seen than what thou seest." |
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"Had you," I answered him without a pause, "been able to consider why I looked, you might have granted me a longer stay." "If thou hadst," I made answer thereupon "Attended to the cause for which I looked, Perhaps a longer stay thou wouldst have pardoned." |
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Meanwhile my guide had moved ahead; I went behind him, answering as I walked on, and adding: "In that hollow upon which Meanwhile my Guide departed, and behind him I went, already making my reply, And superadding: "In that cavern where |
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just now, I kept my eyes intent, I think a spirit born of my own blood laments the guilt which, down below, costs one so much." I held mine eyes with such attention fixed, I think a spirit of my blood laments The sin which down below there costs so much" |
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At this my master said: "Don't let your thoughts about him interrupt you from here on: attend to other things, let him stay there; Then said the Master: "Be no longer broken Thy thought from this time forward upon him; Attend elsewhere, and there let him remain; |
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for I saw him below the little bridge, his finger pointing at you, threatening, and heard him called by name -Geri del Bello. For him I saw below the little bridge, Pointing at thee, and threatening with his finger Fiercely, and heard him called Geri del Bello. |
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But at that moment you were occupied with him who once was lord of Hautefort; you did not notice Geri-he moved off." So wholly at that time wast thou impeded By him who formerly held Altaforte, Thou didst not look that way; so he departed." |
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"My guide, it was his death by violence, for which he still is not avenged," I said, "by anyone who shares his shame, that made "O my Conductor, his own violent death, Which is not yet avenged for him," I said, "By any who is sharer in the shame, |
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him so disdainful now; and-I suppose- for this he left without a word to me, and this has made me pity him the more." Made him disdainful; whence he went away, As I imagine, without speaking to me, And thereby made me pity him the more." |
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And so we talked until we found the first point of the ridge that, if there were more light, would show the other valley to the bottom. Thus did we speak as far as the first place Upon the crag, which the next valley shows Down to the bottom, if there were more light. |
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When we had climbed above the final cloister of Malebolge, so that its lay brothers were able to appear before our eyes, When we were now right over the last cloister Of Malebolge, so that its lay-brothers Could manifest themselves unto our sight, |
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I felt the force of strange laments, like arrows whose shafts are barbed with pity; and at this, I had to place my hands across my ears. Divers lamentings pierced me through and through, Which with compassion had their arrows barbed, Whereat mine ears I covered with my hands. |
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Just like the sufferings that all the sick of Val di Chiana's hospitals, Maremma's, Sardina's, from July until September What pain would be, if from the hospitals Of Valdichiana, 'twixt July and September, And of Maremma and Sardinia |
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would muster if assembled in one ditch- so was it here, and such a stench rose up as usually comes from festering limbs. All the diseases in one moat were gathered, Such was it here, and such a stench came from it As from putrescent limbs is wont to issue. |
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And keeping always to the left, we climbed down to the final bank of the long ridge, and then my sight could see more vividly We had descended on the furthest bank From the long crag, upon the left hand still, And then more vivid was my power of sight |
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into the bottom, where unerring Justice, the minister of the High Lord, punishes the falsifiers she had registered. Down tow'rds the bottom, where the ministress Of the high Lord, Justice infallible, Punishes forgers, which she here records. |
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I do not think that there was greater grief in seeing all Aegina's people sick (then, when the air was so infected that I do not think a sadder sight to see Was in Aegina the whole people sick, (When was the air so full of pestilence, |
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all animals, down to the little worm, collapsed; and afterward, as poets hold to be the certain truth, those ancient peoples The animals, down to the little worm, All fell, and afterwards the ancient people, According as the poets have affirmed, |
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received their health again through seed of ants) than I felt when I saw, in that dark valley, the spirits languishing in scattered heaps. Were from the seed of ants restored again,) Than was it to behold through that dark valley The spirits languishing in divers heaps. |
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Some lay upon their bellies, some upon the shoulders of another spirit, some crawled on all fours along that squalid road. This on the belly, that upon the back One of the other lay, and others crawling Shifted themselves along the dismal road. |
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We journeyed step by step without a word, watching and listening to those sick souls, who had not strength enough to lift themselves. We step by step went onward without speech, Gazing upon and listening to the sick Who had not strength enough to lift their bodies. |
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I saw two sitting propped against each other- as pan is propped on pan to heat them up- and each, from head to foot, spotted with scabs; I saw two sitting leaned against each other, As leans in heating platter against platter, From head to foot bespotted o'er with scabs; |
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and I have never seen a stableboy whose master waits for him, or one who stays awake reluctantly, so ply a horse And never saw I plied a currycomb By stable-boy for whom his master waits, Or him who keeps awake unwillingly, |
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with currycomb, as they assailed themselves with clawing nails-their itching had such force and fury, and there was no other help. As every one was plying fast the bite Of nails upon himself, for the great rage Of itching which no other succour had. |
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And so their nails kept scraping off the scabs, just as a knife scrapes off the scales of carp or of another fish with scales more large. And the nails downward with them dragged the scab, In fashion as a knife the scales of bream, Or any other fish that has them largest. |
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"O you who use your nails to strip yourself," my guide began to say to one of them, "and sometimes have to turn them into pincers, "O thou, that with thy fingers dost dismail thee," Began my Leader unto one of them, "And makest of them pincers now and then, |
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tell us if there are some Italians among the sinners in this moat-so may your nails hold out, eternal, at their work." Tell me if any Latian is with those Who are herein; so may thy nails suffice thee To all eternity unto this work." |
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"We two whom you see so disfigured here, we are Italians," one said, in tears. "But who are you who have inquired of us?" "Latians are we, whom thou so wasted seest, Both of us here,"one weeping made reply; "But who art thou, that questionest about us?" |
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My guide replied: "From circle down to circle, together with this living man, I am one who descends; I mean to show him Hell." And said the Guide: "One am I who descends Down with this living man from cliff to cliff, And I intend to show Hell unto him." |
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At this their mutual support broke off; and, quivering, each spirit turned toward me with others who, by chance, had heard his words. Then broken was their mutual support, And trembling each one turned himself to me, With others who had heard him by rebound. |
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Then my good master drew more close to me, saying: "Now tell them what it is you want." And I began to speak, just as he wished: Wholly to me did the good Master gather, Saying: "Say unto them whate'er thou wishest." And I began, since he would have it so: |
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"So that your memory may never fade within the first world from the minds of men, but still live on-and under many suns- "So may your memory not steal away In the first world from out the minds of men, But so may it survive 'neath many suns, |
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do tell me who you are and from what city, and do not let your vile and filthy torment make you afraid to let me know your names." Say to me who ye are, and of what people; Let not your foul and loathsome punishment Make you afraid to show yourselves to me." |
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One answered me:"My city was Arezzo and Albero of Siena had me burned; but what I died for does not bring me here. "I of Arezzo was," one made reply, "And Albert of Siena had me burned; But what I died for does not bring me here. |
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It's true that I had told him-jestingly- 'I'd know enough to fly through air'; and he, with curiosity, but little sense, 'Tis true I said to him, speaking in jest, That I could rise by flight into the air, And he who had conceit, but little wit, |
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wished me to show that art to him and, just because I had not made him Daedalus, had one who held him as a son burn me. Would have me show to him the art; and only Because no Daedalus I made him, made me Be burned by one who held him as his son. |
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But Minos, who cannot mistake, condemned my spirit to the final pouch of ten for alchemy I practiced in the world." But unto the last Bolgia of the ten, For alchemy, which in the world I practised, Minos, who cannot err, has me condemned." |
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And then I asked the poet: "Was there ever so vain a people as the Sienese? Even the French can't match such vanity." And to the Poet said I: "Now was ever So vain a people as the Sienese ? Not for a certainty the French by far." |
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At this, the other leper, who had heard me, replied to what I'd said: "Except for Stricca, for he knew how to spend most frugally; Whereat the other leper, who had heard me, Replied unto my speech: "Taking out Stricca, Who knew the art of moderate expenses, |
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and Niccolo, the first to make men see that cloves can serve as luxury (such seed, in gardens where it suits, can take fast root); And Niccolò, who the luxurious use Of cloves discovered earliest of all Within that garden where such seed takes root; |
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and, too, Caccia d'Asciano's company, with whom he squandered vineyards and tilled fields, while Abbagliato showed such subtlety. And taking out the band, among whom squandered Caccia d'Ascian his vineyards and vast woods, And where his wit the Abbagliato proffered ! |
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But if you want to know who joins you so against the Sienese, look hard at me- that way, my face can also answer rightly- But, that thou know who thus doth second thee Against the Sienese, make sharp thine eye Tow'rds me, so that my face well answer thee, |
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and see that I'm the shade of that Capocchio whose alchemy could counterfeit fine metals. And you, if I correctly take your measure, And thou shalt see I am Capocchio's shade, Who metals falsified by alchemy; Thou must remember, if I well descry thee, |
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recall how apt I was at aping nature." How I a skilful ape of nature was." |
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