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    The Inferno

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      that kept the air forever trembling.

      These came from grief without torment

      borne by vast crowds

      30

      of men, and women, and little children. →

      My master began: ‘You do not ask about

      the souls you see? I want you to know,

      33

      before you venture farther,

      ‘they did not sin. Though they have merit,

      that is not enough, for they were unbaptized,

      36

      denied the gateway to the faith that you profess.

      ‘And if they lived before the Christians lived,

      they did not worship God aright.

      39

      And among these I am one.

      ‘For such defects, and for no other fault,

      we are lost, and afflicted but in this,

      42

      that without hope we live in longing.’ →

      When I understood, great sadness seized my heart,

      for then I knew that beings of great worth →

      45

      were here suspended in this Limbo. →

      ‘Tell me, master, tell me, sir,’ I began, →

      seeking assurance in the faith

      48

      that conquers every doubt,

      ‘did ever anyone, either by his own

      or by another’s merit, go forth from here

      51

      and rise to blessedness?’

      And he, who understood my covert speech: →

      ‘I was new to this condition when I saw

      54

      a mighty one descend, crowned, with the sign of victory.

      ‘Out of our midst he plucked the shade →

      of our first parent, of Abel his son, of Noah,

      57

      and of Moses, obedient in giving laws,

      ‘the patriarch Abraham, David the King,

      Israel with his father and his sons,

      60

      and with Rachel, for whom he served so long,

      ‘as well as many others, and he made them blessed.

      And, I would have you know, before these →

      63

      no human souls were saved.’

      We did not halt our movement as he spoke,

      but all the while were passing through a wood—

      66

      I mean a wood of thronging spirits.

      We had not yet gone far from where I’d slept

      when I beheld a blaze of light

      69

      that overcame a hemisphere of darkness,

      though still a good way from it,

      yet not so far but I discerned

      72

      an honorable company was gathered there. →

      ‘O you who honor art and knowledge, →

      why are these so honored they are set

      75

      apart from the condition of the rest?’

      And he answered: ‘Their honorable fame,

      which echoes in your life above,

      78

      gains favor in Heaven, which thus advances them.’ →

      Just then I heard a voice that said: →

      ‘Honor the loftiest of poets! →

      81

      His shade returns that had gone forth.’

      When the voice had paused and there was silence,

      I saw four worthy shades approach,

      84

      their countenances neither sad nor joyful.

      The good master spoke: ‘Take note

      of him who holds that sword in hand →

      87

      and comes as lord before the three:

      ‘He is Homer, sovereign poet. → →

      Next comes Horace the satirist, →

      90

      Ovid is third, the last is Lucan. →

      ‘Since each is joined to me

      in the name the one voice uttered,

      93

      they do me honor and, doing so, do well.’ →

      There I saw assembled the fair school

      of the lord of loftiest song, →

      96

      soaring like an eagle far above the rest.

      After they conversed a while,

      they turned to me with signs of greeting,

      99

      and my master smiled at this. →

      And then they showed me greater honor still,

      for they made me one of their company, →

      102

      so that I became the sixth amidst such wisdom. →

      Thus we went onward to the light,

      speaking of things that here are best unsaid, →

      105

      just as there it was fitting to express them.

      We came to the foot of a noble castle, →

      encircled seven times by towering walls,

      108

      defended round about by a fair stream.

      Over this stream we moved as on dry land.

      Through seven gates I entered with these sages

      111

      until we came to a fresh, green meadow.

      People were there with grave, slow-moving eyes

      and visages of great authority.

      114

      They seldom spoke, and then in gentle tones.

      When we withdrew over to one side →

      into an open space, high in the light,

      117

      we could observe them all.

      There before me on the enameled green

      the great spirits were revealed.

      120

      In my heart I exult at what I saw.

      I saw Electra with many of her line, →

      of whom I recognized Hector, Aeneas,

      123

      and Caesar, in arms, with his falcon eyes. →

      I saw Camilla and Penthesilea. →

      Seated apart I saw King Latinus,

      126

      and next to him Lavinia, his daughter.

      I saw that Brutus who drove out Tarquinius, →

      Lucretia, Julia, Marcia, and Cornelia.

      129

      And Saladin I saw, alone, apart. →

      When I raised my eyes a little higher,

      I saw the master of those who know, →

      132

      sitting among his philosophic kindred.

      Eyes trained on him, all show him honor.

      In front of all the rest and nearest him →

      135

      I saw Socrates and Plato.

      I saw Democritus, who ascribes the world

      to chance, Diogenes, Anaxagoras, and Thales,

      138

      Empedocles, Heraclitus, and Zeno.

      I saw the skilled collector of the qualities →

      of things—I mean Dioscorides—and I saw

      141

      Orpheus, Cicero, Linus, and moral Seneca,

      Euclid the geometer, and Ptolemy, →

      Hippocrates, Avicenna, Galen,

      144

      and Averroes, who wrote the weighty glosses.

      I cannot give account of all of them, →

      for the length of my theme so drives me on

      147

      that often the telling comes short of the fact.

      The company of six falls off to two

      and my wise leader brings me by another way

      out of the still, into the trembling, air.

      151

      And I come to a place where nothing shines.

      OUTLINE: INFERNO V

      1–3

      descent to the second Circle: the lustful

      4–15

      proem: Minos judge of the damned

      16–20

      Minos attempts to discourage Dante

      21–24

      Virgil repeats his magical phrase (III.95–96)

      25–30

      again, impressions of sound are the first Dante has

      31–39

      the “hellscape”: weeping, darkness, storm

      40–49

      two similes: starlings and cranes

      50–51


      Dante wants to know who are punished here; Virgil:

      52–63

      Semiramis, Dido, Cleopatra

      64–69

      Helen, Achilles, Paris, Tristan, and many others

      70–78

      Dante’s piteous reaction and desire to speak

      79–81

      he calls out to the pair of lovers

      82–87

      simile: doves returning to nest

      88–108

      Francesca’s first speech:

      88–96

      her kind words for Dante’s kindness

      97–99

      she is from Ravenna

      100–108

      Love … Love … Love…: her litany of joy, woe

      109–111

      Dante’s reaction and Virgil’s laconic question

      112–120

      Dante’s rumination and question to Francesca

      121–138

      Francesca’s second response:

      121–126

      despite the pain it will cause, she will speak

      127–129

      she and Paolo were reading of Lancelot in love

      130–138

      enflamed by the reading, they embraced

      139–142

      coda: Francesca concludes, Paolo weeps, Dante faints

      INFERNO V

      Thus I descended from the first circle →

      down into the second, which girds a smaller space

      3

      but greater agony to goad lament.

      There stands Minos, snarling, terrible. →

      He examines each offender at the entrance,

      6

      judges and dispatches as he encoils himself. →

      I mean that when the ill-begotten soul →

      stands there before him it confesses all, →

      9

      and that accomplished judge of sins →

      decides what place in Hell is fit for it,

      then coils his tail around himself to count

      12

      how many circles down the soul must go.

      Always before him stands a crowd of them,

      going to judgment each in turn.

      15

      They tell, they hear, and then are hurled down.

      ‘O you who come to this abode of pain,’

      said Minos when he saw me, pausing →

      18

      in the exercise of his high office, →

      ‘beware how you come in and whom you trust.

      Don’t let the easy entrance fool you. →

      21

      And my leader to him: ‘Why all this shouting?

      ‘Hinder not his destined journey. →

      It is so willed where will and power are one,

      24

      and ask no more.’

      Now I can hear the screams →

      of agony. Now I have come →

      27

      where a great wailing beats upon me.

      I reached a place mute of all light,

      which bellows as the sea in tempest

      30

      tossed by conflicting winds.

      The hellish squall, which never rests,

      sweeps spirits in its headlong rush,

      33

      tormenting, whirls and strikes them.

      Caught in that path of violence, →

      they shriek, weep, and lament.

      36

      Then how they curse the power of God!

      I understood that to such torment

      the carnal sinners are condemned,

      39

      they who make reason subject to desire.

      As, in cold weather, the wings of starlings → →

      bear them up in wide, dense flocks,

      42

      so does that blast propel the wicked spirits.

      Here and there, down and up, it drives them.

      Never are they comforted by hope

      45

      of rest or even lesser punishment.

      Just as cranes chant their mournful songs, →

      making a long line in the air,

      48

      thus I saw approach, heaving plaintive sighs,

      shades lifted on that turbulence,

      so that I said: ‘Master, who are these

      51

      whom the black air lashes?’

      ‘The first of them about whom

      you would hear,’ he then replied,

      54

      ‘was empress over many tongues.

      ‘She was so given to the vice of lechery

      she made lust licit in her law

      57

      to take away the blame she had incurred.

      ‘She is Semiramis, of whom we read → →

      that she, once Ninus’ wife, succeeded him.

      60

      She held sway in the land the Sultan rules.

      ‘Here is she who broke faith with the ashes → →

      of Sichaeus and slew herself for love. →

      63

      The next is wanton Cleopatra. →

      ‘See Helen, for whose sake so many years

      of ill rolled past. And see the great Achilles, →

      66

      who battled, at the last, with love.

      ‘See Paris, Tristan,’ and he showed me more

      than a thousand shades, naming as he pointed,

      69

      whom love had parted from our life. →

      When I heard my teacher name the ladies

      and the knights of old, pity overcame me →

      72

      and I almost lost my senses.

      I began: ‘Poet, gladly would I speak

      with these two that move together →

      75

      and seem to be so light upon the wind.’

      And he: ‘Once they are nearer, you will see: →

      if you entreat them by the love

      78

      that leads them, they will come.’

      As soon as the wind had bent them to us,

      I raised my voice: ‘O wearied souls, →

      81

      if it is not forbidden, come speak with us.’

      As doves, summoned by desire, their wings →

      outstretched and motionless, move on the air,

      84

      borne by their will to the sweet nest,

      so did these leave the troop where Dido is,

      coming to us through the malignant air,

      87

      such force had my affectionate call.

      ‘O living creature, gracious and kind, →

      that come through somber air to visit us

      90

      who stained the world with blood,

      ‘if the King of the universe were our friend → →

      we would pray that He might give you peace,

      93

      since you show pity for our grievous plight.

      ‘We long to hear and speak of that

      which you desire to speak and know,

      96

      here, while the wind has calmed.

      ‘On that shore where the river Po

      with all its tributaries slows

      99

      to peaceful flow, there I was born.

      ‘Love, quick to kindle in the gentle heart, →

      seized this man with the fair form taken from me.

      102

      The way of it afflicts me still. →

      ‘Love, which absolves no one beloved from loving, →

      seized me so strongly with his charm that,

      105

      as you see, it has not left me yet.

      ‘Love brought us to one death.

      Caïna waits for him who quenched our lives. →

      108

      These words were borne from them to us.

      And when I’d heard those two afflicted souls →

      I bowed my head and held it low until at last

      111

      the poet said: ‘What are your thoughts?’

      In answer I replied: ‘Oh,

      how many sweet t
    houghts, what great desire,

      114

      have brought them to this woeful pass!’

      Then I turned to them again to speak

      and I began: ‘Francesca, your torments

      117

      make me weep for grief and pity,

      ‘but tell me, in that season of sweet sighs, →

      how and by what signs did Love

      120

      acquaint you with your hesitant desires?’

      And she to me: ‘There is no greater sorrow →

      than to recall our time of joy

      123

      in wretchedness—and this your teacher knows. →

      ‘But if you feel such longing

      to know the first root of our love,

      126

      I shall tell as one who weeps in telling.

      ‘One day, to pass the time in pleasure, →

      we read of Lancelot, how love enthralled him.

      129

      We were alone, without the least misgiving.

      ‘More than once that reading made our eyes meet

      and drained the color from our faces.

      132

      Still, it was a single instant overcame us: →

      ‘When we read how the longed-for smile

      was kissed by so renowned a lover, this man,

      135

      who never shall be parted from me,

      ‘all trembling, kissed me on my mouth.

      A Galeotto was the book and he that wrote it. →

      138

      That day we read in it no further.’ →

      While the one spirit said this

      the other wept, so that for pity →

      I swooned as if in death. →

      142

      And down I fell as a dead body falls. →

      OUTLINE: INFERNO VI

      1–6

      Dante recovers from his syncope to find a new place

     


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