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Enter Poem or Quote (Required) So bridge to bridge, of other things speaking Of which my comedy does not take care, We walked; and reached the top, when seeking For watching the next slit, then we stopped there Malebolge to see and crying vain; And I saw it strikingly with no glare. As the Venician dockyard attain On winter boiling the tenacious pitch To caulk their worn out wooden boats again, Since these can’t navigate – differ by which Has been renewed in wood and oakum has In panels after trips with fixing rich; Or who cares the prow, who the poop whereas Someone oars builds, other wraps shrouds around; Who mizzen and main sails mends as well as -: So, not by fire but by divine bound, Was boiling there down a quite thick mud, Which soiled the bank everywhere on round. I could see it, but in I saw no dud Else than bubbles which for the boil came out, And all swell, and deflate as a tide flood. While there down my eyes tried closely to scout My guide, telling “Look at there, look at there!”, Pulled me to himself from my place of stake-out. Then I moved as man who acts to late bear To see events which avoid is better And who is strongly undermined by scare, But, when he sees, to escape can’t fetter: And I saw a devil black behind us Running up the rock faster than ever. Ouch how his aspect seemed to be vicious! And how ruthless appeared his act to be, With open wings and so light on feet thus! His shoulders, which were superb as was he, With both his hips encumbered a damned then, And he of feet held muscles with no plea. From far he shouted: “Malebranche again This one of Saint Zita’s elders I throw! Submerge him, since I go back to catch men In that land where they much abundant grow: But Bonturo, all barterers are there; To yes, for money, they transform a no”. Down he threw him, and on the hard rock bare Turned round; and mastiff loosened was never In so much hurry a thief to ensnare. That dived, emerging upset however; But devils who of the bridge had the top, Screamed: “Here Holy Face can’t endeavor! Here swimming like in Serchio is a flop! But, if you do not want the bites of ours Have care for any emergence to stop” Then beat him with many whips and bars, Told: “For you is better that covered dance So that, if you can, to steal empowers. Not different from cooks who so enhance Their aides in middle of caldron to dip Meat with hooks, to avoid floatage advance. The good master “In order that you skip That you are here”, told, “you must crouch low After a stone, so a screen you can grip; And for offense to me any could throw, Don't be afraid, already I learned, Since the last time spent here I could know”. Then he surpassed the bridge quite unconcerned; And when he had arrived at the sixth bank, Important was that all fear he had spurned. With the same fury and with the same swank Dogs come out against a coming poor man Who help asks at once when he fears be yank, Those so came out behind the bridge and ran, Against him then directing their claws all; But he shouted: “None of yours do harm can! Before your hook could my body appall Should one of yours come forward now and hear, And then the clawing me should not befall”. All screamed: “Malacoda must go, it’s clear!”, So one then moved on – and the others stood – And came close telling: “Why are you here?” “Do you think, Malacoda, that I could Show me when here”, my master replied, If I had not to your attacks screen good, Without divine will and lucky fate guide? Allow us go, since is in heaven set That I show to other this savage side”. At this his pride was so hardly unset, That he let the hook to fall to his feet, And told the others: “with no hurt we let”. And then my duke to me: “Oh you that seat Well crouched down here between the bridge stones Safely now with me can the way complete”. By which I moved to him fast to unknowns; And devils came on forward then them all, So I feared the treaty fault in my bones; Same way I saw the soldiers, I recall, Come out from Caprona after the pact, Seeing many enemies to appall. I got me close with all my body packed To my duke, the eyes well fixed with no turn Toward their appearance making me racked. They moved down their hooks and then “His back stern”, Telling each other, “we ought to touch?”, And answered: “Yes, I would do, no concern”. But the devil who spoke that way such Before with my duke, turned back very fast And told: “Scarmiglione, to stop you must clutch!”. Then told us: “Beyond you cannot go past This rock, because it is completely gone Just to the bottom the sixth arc at last. And if going on you like as was drawn, You now should go just up this cavern through; Nearby you find a rock with new way dawn. Yesterday, five hours more among now flew, Twelve hundred and sixty six years ago This way was broken while before was true. To that end I send of my guys a row To inspect if someone from pitch gets out; Go with them, no bad behavior will show”. Alichino, and Calcabrine come about”, He started, “and Cagnazzo also you; And Barbariccia will drive all-out. Libicocco and Draghignazzo come through Graffiacane and Ciriatto fanged hard And Farfarello and Rubicante mad too. Around the boiling lime you have to guard; These ones must be safe until the next rock Which as a whole over stands the sinners yard” “Ouch, master, what is I see to unlock?”, I told, “I pray, with no escort let go, If you know how, I prefer alone walk. If you are wise as normally I saw, Do not you see that their teeth harshly gnash And with their lashes bad intention show?. And he to me: “I want you don’t abash; Let them to gnash as much as they are sod, Because they do so for the sores who splash”. They turned along the left embankment odd; But each first had his tongue to strict pass Between teeth, toward their duke, as nod And he had done loud trumpet of his ass.
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