The Divine Comedy (Illustrated Edition). Dante Alighieri
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Название: The Divine Comedy (Illustrated Edition)

Автор: Dante Alighieri

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      To him in rank.” Then farther on a space

      The Centaur paus’d, near some, who at the throat

      Were extant from the wave; and showing us

      A spirit by itself apart retir’d,

      Which yet is honour’d on the bank of Thames.”

      A race I next espied, who held the head,

      And even all the bust above the stream.

      ’Midst these I many a face remember’d well.

      Thus shallow more and more the blood became,

      So that at last it but imbru’d the feet;

      And there our passage lay athwart the foss.

      “As ever on this side the boiling wave

      Thou seest diminishing,” the Centaur said,

      “So on the other, be thou well assur’d,

      It lower still and lower sinks its bed,

      Till in that part it reuniting join,

      Where ’t is the lot of tyranny to mourn.

      There Heav’n’s stern justice lays chastising hand

      On Attila, who was the scourge of earth,

      Tears ever by the seething flood unlock’d

      From the Rinieri, of Corneto this,

      With violence and war.” This said, he turn’d,

      And quitting us, alone repass’d the ford.

      Footnotes

      Canto XIII

       Table of Contents

      ARGUMENT.—Still in the seventh circle, Dante enters its second compartment, which contains both those who have done violence on their own persons and those who have violently consumed their goods; the first changed into rough and knotted trees whereon the harpies build their nests, the latter chased and torn by black female mastiffs. Among the former, Piero delle Vigne is one who tells him the cause of his having committed suicide, and moreover in what manner the souls are transformed into those trunks. Of the latter crew, he recognizes Lano, a Siennese, and Giacomo, a Paduan; and lastly, a Florentine, who had hung himself from his own roof, speaks to him of the calamities of his countrymen.

      ERE Nessus yet had reach’d the other bank,

      We enter’d on a forest, where no track

      Of steps had worn a way. Not verdant there

      The foliage, but of dusky hue; not light

      The boughs and tapering, but with knares deform’d

      And matted thick: fruits there were none, but thorns

      Instead, with venom fill’d. Less sharp than these,

      Less intricate the brakes, wherein abide

      Those animals, that hate the cultur’d fields,