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by Dante


  returned alive, if what I hear is true,

  66

  I answer without fear of being shamed.

  ‘A warrior was I, and then a corded friar, →

  thinking, cinctured so, to make amends.

  69

  And surely would my hopes have come to pass

  ‘but for the Great Priest—the devil take him!— →

  who drew me back to my old ways.

  72

  And I would like to tell you how and why.

  ‘While I still kept the form in flesh and bones

  my mother gave me, my deeds were not

  75

  a lion’s but the actions of a fox. →

  ‘Cunning stratagems and covert schemes,

  I knew them all, and was so skilled in them

  78

  my fame rang out to the far confines of the earth.

  ‘When I saw I had reached that stage of life →

  when all men ought to think

  81

  of lowering sail and coiling up the ropes,

  ‘I grew displeased with what had pleased me once. →

  Repentant and shriven, I became a friar.

  84

  And woe is me! it would have served.

  ‘But he, Prince of the latter-day Pharisees, →

  engaged in battle near the Lateran

  87

  and not with either Saracen or Jew,

  ‘for all his enemies were Christian—

  not one of them had gone to conquer Acre

  90

  or traffic in the Sultan’s lands—

  ‘paid no heed, for his part, to the highest office

  or his holy orders, nor, for mine,

  93

  to the cord that used to keep its wearers lean.

  ‘As Constantine once had Sylvester summoned →

  from Soracte to cure his leprous sores,

  96

  so this man called on me to be his doctor

  ‘and cure him of the fever of his pride.

  He asked me for advice, but I kept silent

  99

  because his words were like a drunkard’s words.

  ‘And then he spoke again: “Let not your heart mistrust:

  I absolve you here and now if you will teach me

  102

  how I can bring Praeneste to the ground. →

  ‘ “I have the power, as well you know, to lock →

  and unlock Heaven, because the keys are two

  105

  for which the pope before me had no care.”

  ‘His threatening tactics brought me to the point →

  at which the worse course seemed the one of silence.

  108

  And so I said: “Father, since you cleanse me

  ‘ “of the sin that I must even now commit:

  Promising much with scant observance

  111

  will seal your triumph on the lofty throne.”

  ‘The moment I was dead, Francis came for me. →

  But one of the dark Cherubim cried out:

  114

  “No, wrong me not by bearing that one off.

  ‘ “He must come down to serve among my minions

  because he gave that fraudulent advice. →

  117

  From then till now I’ve dogged his footsteps.

  ‘ “One may not be absolved without repentance, →

  nor repent and wish to sin concurrently—

  120

  a simple contradiction not allowed.”

  ‘Oh, wretch that I am, how I shuddered

  when he seized me and said: “Perhaps

  123

  you didn’t reckon I’d be versed in logic.”

  ‘He carried me to Minos, who coiled his tail →

  eight times around his scaly back

  126

  and, having gnawed it in his awful rage,

  ‘said: “Here comes a sinner for the thieving fire.”

  And so, just as you see me, I am damned, →

  129

  cloaked as I am. And as I go, I grieve.’

  Once he had brought his words to this conclusion,

  the weeping flame departed,

  132

  twisting and tossing its pointed horn.

  We continued on our way, my guide and I,

  over the ridge and up the arch that spans

  the ditch where those are paid their due

  136

  who, for disjoining, gather up their load.

  OUTLINE: INFERNO XXVIII

  1–6

  a self-conscious (Virgilian) opening

  7–21

  simile: corpses on the fields of Puglia

  22–24

  simile: gaping cask and Mohammed

  25–27

  the physical appearance of Mohammed

  28–33

  Mohammed identifies himself and then Alì

  34–36

  the nature of their sin: schism

  37–42

  the nature of their punishment by a devil

  43–45

  Mohammed wants to know the reason Dante is damned

  46–51

  Virgil responds that he, dead, leads Dante, alive

  52–54

  wonderment of the other shades

  55–60

  Mohammed’s advice for Fra Dolcino

  61–63

  Mohammed’s foot had been suspended while he spoke

  64–69

  Pier da Medicina: his disfigurement

  70–75

  his salute of Dante and desire to be remembered

  76–90

  his warning to the “two best men of Fano”

  91–93

  Dante’s curiosity about another shade

  94–102

  Pier reveals Curio

  103–111

  Mosca reveals himself; Dante’s curses; his retreat

  112–117

  Dante’s good conscience in relating the incredible

  118–126

  the description of decapitated Bertran de Born

  127–138

  Bertran reveals himself as an instigator of discord

  139–142

  Bertran and the law of contrapasso

  INFERNO XXVIII

  Who, even in words not bound by meter, →

  and having told the tale many times over,

  3

  could tell the blood and wounds that I saw now?

  Surely every tongue would fail,

  for neither thought nor speech

  6

  has the capacity to hold so much.

  Could all the wounded troops again assemble: →

  first from Apulia, land laid low by war,

  9

  who grieved for their lost blood →

  shed by the Trojans, then all those

  of the long war, whose corpses were despoiled

  12

  of piles of rings—as Livy writes, who does not err— →

  together with the ones who felt the agony of blows →

  fighting in the fields against Guiscard,

  15

  and those whose bones still lie in heaps →

  at Ceperano, where each Apulian played it false,

  and those near Tagliacozzo, →

  18

  where old Alardo conquered without force of arms:

  and should one show his limb pierced through, →

  another his, where it has been cut off,

  21

  it would be nothing to the ninth pit’s filth.

  No cask ever gapes so wide for loss →

  of mid- or side-stave as the soul I saw

  24

  cleft from the chin right down to where men fart.

  Between the legs the entrails dangled. I saw

  the innards and the loathsome sack

  27

  that turns what one has swallowed into shit.

 
While I was caught up in the sight of him,

  he looked at me and, with his hands, ripped apart

  30

  his chest, saying: ‘See how I rend myself,

  ‘see how mangled is Mohammed!

  Ahead of me proceeds Alì, in tears, →

  33

  his face split open from his chin to forelock.

  ‘And all the others whom you see

  sowed scandal and schism while they lived, →

  36

  and that is why they here are hacked asunder.

  ‘A devil’s posted there behind us →

  who dresses us so cruelly,

  39

  putting each of this crew again to the sword

  ‘as soon as we have done our doleful round.

  For all our wounds have closed

  42

  when we appear again before him.

  ‘But who are you to linger on the ridge?— →

  perhaps you put off going to the torment

  45

  pronounced on your own accusation.’

  ‘Death does not have him yet nor does his guilt

  lead him to torment,’ replied my master,

  48

  ‘but to give him greater knowledge

  ‘I, who am dead indeed, must shepherd him

  from circle to circle, through this Hell down here.

  51

  And this is as true as that I speak to you.’

  On hearing this, more than a hundred souls

  halted in the ditch to stare at me

  54

  in wonder, each forgetful of his pain.

  ‘You, who perhaps will shortly see the sun, →

  warn Fra Dolcino to provide himself—

  57

  unless he’d like to join me here quite soon—

  ‘with stocks of victuals, lest the siege of snow

  hand the Novarese the victory

  60

  not otherwise so easy to attain.’

  One foot raised, halted in mid-stride, →

  Mohammed spoke these words,

  63

  then setting down that foot, went on his way.

  Another, with his throat pierced through

  and nose hacked off just where the brows begin, →

  66

  and only one ear left upon his head,

  stopped with the rest of them to gape in wonder

  and, before the others did, opened his windpipe, →

  69

  scarlet on the skin side as it was,

  to say: ‘O you whom guilt does not condemn →

  and whom I saw above in Italy,

  72

  if in your likeness I am not deceived,

  ‘should you ever see that gentle plain again

  that slopes from Vercelli down to Marcabò,

  75

  for Pier da Medicina spare a thought.

  ‘And let the two chief men of Fano know, →

  both messer Guido and Angiolello,

  78

  that, unless our foresight here is vain,

  ‘through a brutal tyrant’s treachery

  near La Cattolica they shall be heaved

  81

  out of their ship with weights to hold them down.

  ‘Between the islands of Cyprus and Majorca →

  Neptune never witnessed so terrible a crime,

  84

  whether one committed by pirates or by Greeks.

  ‘That traitor, who sees through one eye only →

  and rules the city that another down here with me

  87

  would take delight in never having seen,

  ‘will have the men of Fano come to parley

  and he will so deal with them that, to ply →

  90

  Focara’s wind, they’ll need no vows or prayers.’

  And I: ‘Point out to me and make him known, →

  if you would have me carry news of you above,

  93

  the one to whom that city’s sight was bitter.’

  Then he laid his hand upon the jaw

  of one of his companions, pried his lips apart,

  96

  and cried: ‘Here he is, but he won’t speak. →

  ‘Banished, he quenched the doubt in Caesar,

  affirming that, to a man prepared,

  99

  delay was always harmful.’

  Ah, how distressed he seemed to me,

  with his tongue sliced off so deep in his throat,

  102

  Curio, who had been so bold in speech!

  And then another whose hands had been chopped off, →

  raising his stumps up in the murky air

  105

  so that the blood from them befouled his face,

  cried out: ‘Surely you’ll remember Mosca also,

  who said, alas: “A done deed finds its purpose.”

  108

  For Tuscany, that was an evil seed.’

  ‘And death to your own stock,’ I added then. →

  At that, one sorrow piled upon another,

  111

  he made off, like a man berserk with grief.

  But I stayed on to watch the troop

  and saw a thing I would be loath

  114

  to mention without further proof,

  were I not comforted by conscience, →

  the bosom friend that fortifies a man

  117

  beneath the armor of an honest heart.

  I truly saw, and seem to see it still,

  a headless body make its way

  120

  like all the others in that dismal flock.

  And by its hair he held his severed head

  swinging in his hand as if it were a lantern.

  123

  The head stared at us and said: ‘Oh, woe!’

  Of himself he made himself a lamp,

  and they were two in one and one in two.

  126

  How this can be He knows who so ordains it.

  When he was just at the foot of the bridge

  he raised his arm high and, with it, that head,

  129

  so as to make his words sound more distinct:

  ‘You, who view the dead with breath yet in your body, →

  look upon my grievous punishment.

  132

  Is any other terrible as this?

  ‘So you may carry back the news of me,

  know I am Bertran de Born, the one

  135

  who urged the young king on with bad advice.

  ‘Father and son I set to enmity.

  Ahithophel stirred no worse ill between

  138

  Absalom and David with his wicked goading.

  ‘Because I severed persons thus conjoined,

  severed, alas, I carry my own brain

  from its starting-point here in my body.

  142

  In me you may observe fit punishment.’ →

  OUTLINE: INFERNO XXIX

  1–3

  Dante longs to remain in order to weep

  4–7

  Virgil’s rebuke: why do you wish to stay on here?

  8–12

  Virgil on the space and time left for the journey

  13–21

  Dante: had you understood my motive, you might have let me stay longer—I was looking for a relative

  22–30

  Virgil: I saw him there threatening you while you were occupied with Bertran de Born

  31–36

  Dante: what you say makes me pity him the more

  37–39

  first dim view of the bolgia

  40–45

  Dante covers his ears so as not to feel pity

  46–51

  similes: hospitals (both eye and nose)

  52–57

  a closer view reveals the falsifiers

  58–72

  simile: plague in Aegina
r />   73–84

  comparisons:

  they sit leaning on one another like pans;

  they scratch as stableboys curry horses;

  their nails are like knives scaling fish

  85–90

  Virgil addresses a sinner: Are there Italians here?

  91–93

  Griffolino of Arezzo: We both are; who are you?

  94–96

  Virgil: I lead this living man through hell

  97–108

  they are thunderstruck at such a presence; Virgil’s advice to Dante; Dante’s promise of fame

  109–120

  Griffolino: I died at the hands of Albero of Siena, not for alchemy, but for failed magicianship

  121–123

  Dante: the French are not as vain as the Sienese

  124–135

  Capocchio (ironically): Sienese exceptions

  136–139

  Capocchio’s own sins in alchemy

  INFERNO XXIX

  The many people and their ghastly wounds →

  did so intoxicate my eyes

  3

  that I was moved to linger there and weep.

  But Virgil said: ‘What are you staring at? →

  Why is your gaze so fixed upon the depths

  6

  that hold those mournful, mutilated shades?

  ‘You have not done so at the other pits.

  In case you plan to count the sinners one by one, →

  9

  think: this hollow circles twenty-two miles round.

  ‘The moon already lies beneath our feet. →

  The time we are allotted soon expires →

  12

  and there is more to see than you see here.’

  ‘Had you understood,’ I was quick to answer, →

  ‘the reason for my close inspection,

  15

  perhaps you would have let me stay there longer.’

  All the while my guide was moving on,

  with me, intent on my reply, behind him.

 

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