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Inferno: Canto XXIII

          Silent, alone, and without company
               We went, the one in front, the other after,
As go the Minor Friars along their way.
          Upon the fable of Aesop was directed
               My thought, by reason of the present quarrel,
Where he has spoken of the frog and mouse;
          For 'mo' and 'issa' are not more alike
               Than this one is to that, if well we couple
End and beginning with a steadfast mind.
          And even as one thought from another springs,
               So afterward from that was born another,
Which the first fear within me double made.
          Thus did I ponder: "These on our account
               Are laughed to scorn, with injury and scoff
So great, that much I think it must annoy them.
          If anger be engrafted on ill-will,
               They will come after us more merciless
Than dog upon the leveret which he seizes,"
          I felt my hair stand all on end already
               With terror, and stood backwardly intent,
When said I: "Master, if thou hidest not
          Thyself and me forthwith, of Malebranche
               I am in dread; we have them now behind us;
I so imagine them, I already feel them."
          And he: "If I were made of leaded glass,
               Thine outward image I should not attract
Sooner to me than I imprint the inner.
          Just now thy thoughts came in among my own,
               With similar attitude and similar face,
So that of both one counsel sole I made.
          If peradventure the right bank so slope
               That we to the next Bolgia can descend,
We shall escape from the imagined chase."
          Not yet he finished rendering such opinion,
               When I beheld them come with outstretched wings,
Not far remote, with will to seize upon us.
          My Leader on a sudden seized me up,
               Even as a mother who by noise is wakened,
And close beside her sees the enkindled flames,
          Who takes her son, and flies, and does not stop,
               Having more care of him than of herself,
So that she clothes her only with a shift;
          And downward from the top of the hard bank
               Supine he gave him to the pendent rock,
That one side of the other Bolgia walls.
          Ne'er ran so swiftly water through a sluice
               To turn the wheel of any land-built mill,
When nearest to the paddles it approaches,
          As did my Master down along that border,
               Bearing me with him on his breast away,
As his own son, and not as a companion.
          Hardly the bed of the ravine below
               His feet had reached, ere they had reached the hill
Right over us; but he was not afraid;
          For the high Providence, which had ordained
               To place them ministers of the fifth moat,
The power of thence departing took from all.
          A painted people there below we found,
               Who went about with footsteps very slow,
Weeping and in their semblance tired and vanquished.
          They had on mantles with the hoods low down
               Before their eyes, and fashioned of the cut
That in Cologne they for the monks are made.
          Without, they gilded are so that it dazzles;
               But inwardly all leaden and so heavy
That Frederick used to put them on of straw.
          O everlastingly fatiguing mantle!
               Again we turned us, still to the left hand
Along with them, intent on their sad plaint;
          But owing to the weight, that weary folk
               Came on so tardily, that we were new
In company at each motion of the haunch.
          Whence I unto my Leader: "See thou find
               Some one who may by deed or name be known,
And thus in going move thine eye about."
          And one, who understood the Tuscan speech,
               Cried to us from behind: "Stay ye your feet,
Ye, who so run athwart the dusky air!
          Perhaps thou'lt have from me what thou demandest."
               Whereat the Leader turned him, and said: "Wait,
And then according to his pace proceed."
          I stopped, and two beheld I show great haste
               Of spirit, in their faces, to be with me;
But the burden and the narrow way delayed them.
          When they came up, long with an eye askance
               They scanned me without uttering a word.
Then to each other turned, and said together:
          "He by the action of his throat seems living;
               And if they dead are, by what privilege
Go they uncovered by the heavy stole?"
          Then said to me: "Tuscan, who to the college
               Of miserable hypocrites art come,
Do not disdain to tell us who thou art."
          And I to them: "Born was I, and grew up
               In the great town on the fair river of Arno,
And with the body am I've always had.
          But who are ye, in whom there trickles down
               Along your cheeks such grief as I behold?
And what pain is upon you, that so sparkles?"
          And one replied to me: "These orange cloaks
               Are made of lead so heavy, that the weights
Cause in this way their balances to creak.
          Frati Gaudenti were we, and Bolognese;
               I Catalano, and he Loderingo
Named, and together taken by thy city,
          As the wont is to take one man alone,
               For maintenance of its peace; and we were such
That still it is apparent round Gardingo."
          "O Friars," began I, "your iniquitous. . ."
               But said no more; for to mine eyes there rushed
One crucified with three stakes on the ground.
          When me he saw, he writhed himself all over,
               Blowing into his beard with suspirations;
And the Friar Catalan, who noticed this,
          Said to me: "This transfixed one, whom thou seest,
               Counselled the Pharisees that it was meet
To put one man to torture for the people.
          Crosswise and naked is he on the path,
               As thou perceivest; and he needs must feel,
Whoever passes, first how much he weighs;
          And in like mode his father-in-law is punished
               Within this moat, and the others of the council,
Which for the Jews was a malignant seed."
          And thereupon I saw Virgilius marvel
               O'er him who was extended on the cross
So vilely in eternal banishment.
          Then he directed to the Friar this voice:
               "Be not displeased, if granted thee, to tell us
If to the right hand any pass slope down
          By which we two may issue forth from here,
               Without constraining some of the black angels
To come and extricate us from this deep."
          Then he made answer: "Nearer than thou hopest
               There is a rock, that forth from the great circle
Proceeds, and crosses all the cruel valleys,
          Save that at this 'tis broken, and does not bridge it;
               You will be able to mount up the ruin,
That sidelong slopes and at the bottom rises."
          The Leader stood awhile with head bowed down;
               Then said: "The business badly he recounted
Who grapples with his hook the sinners yonder."
          And the Friar: "Many of the Devil's vices
               Once heard I at Bologna, and among them,
That he's a liar and the father of lies."
          Thereat my Leader with great strides went on,
               Somewhat disturbed with anger in his looks;
Whence from the heavy-laden I departed
          After the prints of his beloved feet.

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