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Uplifted his mouth from wild and fierce meal That sinner, it furbishing at the hair Of head on back of which he had to steal. Then started: “You want I renew and share Desperate pain which is pressing my heart Already thinking, before I talk bare. But if my words might be effective start To bring infamy to traitor I gnaw, To speak and cry you will see not apart. I do not know your name nor by which law You could came here down, but Florence from You look to me, when heard your words I saw. My soul from count Ugolino has come, And Ruggieri archbishop damned is this: Now I tell why he is here to succumb. That due to false and wicked thoughts of his, While trusting him, I covertly was caught And then I died, no point to tell exists; But what you might not know or even heard not, That is how cruel was indeed my death, You shall hear, and if was hurtful a lot. Through a small hole in the Mude wall beneath, Which for me is quite well known hunger for, And where someone yet else should find his path, It already had shown throughout its bore Just many moons, when I had a bad dream Which of the future me revealed the sore. This one appeared to me master to seem, Hunting the wolf and its cubs at the hill Which hides Lucca to Pisa’s view upstream. With lean female dogs, eager and with skill Gualandi, Sismondi, Lanfranchi there He had put forward ready just to kill. In quite short time I saw that jaded were Father and sons too, and with acute bites I watched them while hurted in flanks of their. When the next day I woke up at first lights, Sobbing my sons I heard while sleepy still They were with me, were asking bread with slights. You must be cruel, if you grieve not will Thinking what was now showing to my heart; And if you don’t cry for what your tears spill? Already woke, and was just the hour start When ordinarily some food was brought, And due to his dream each one felt doubt dart; And I heard to shut the door open sought Of the awful tower; so I must look My sons right at face just telling words naught. I did not cry, so petrified me shook: They cried; and Anselmuccio of mine Told: “You watch us so, father, what you took?”. Thus I did not shed tears nor answer sign All that day long neither all the next night, Until the other sun in world could shine. When some coming light rays were enough bright In the mournful prison, and then I saw Throughout four faces my appearance sight, I bit my hands both won by pain and awe; And they, thinking that thing I did for will Of eating, suddenly yet stood, no haw, And told: “Father, less pain to us still If you eat of us: you just clothed one time These wretched fleshes, and now you strip will”. I calmed down to avoid more pain to prime; That day and the next we all silent stood; Alas hard ground, why did not stop that crime? When the fourth day came and withstood, Gaddo fell down distended to my feet, Telling: “Father why give no help you could?”. Then he died; and as you now me here meet, I saw the other three fall one by one Between the fifth and sixth day, and my feat, Already blind, was to over grope each one, Two days long I called them, after they died. At end, more than the pain, hungriness won”. When he had spoken, eyes twisting on side Picked the wretched skull with teeth again, Which reached the bone, so strong as a dog’s pride. Alas Pisa, shame worth of the disdain Of the handsome land where the “sì” has nice sound, Since your neighbors to punish you abstain, Capraia and Gorgona might you surround, Enclosing Arno river at out fall, So that in you anyone then gets drowned! Since if count Ugolino was at all Of you a traitor in the castles there, His children you should not such bad way haul. They, being so young, innocent just were, Renewed Thebes, Uguiccione and Brigate And other two, previously named pair.

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Dante's Hell Translation Canto Xxxiii Part1

Uplifted his mouth from wild and fierce meal That sinner, it furbishing at the hair Of head on back of which he had to steal. Then started: “You want I renew and share Desperate pain which is pressing my heart Already thinking, before I talk bare. But if my words might be effective start To bring infamy to traitor I gnaw, To speak and cry you will see not apart. I do not know your name nor by which law You could came here down, but Florence from You look to me, when heard your words I saw. My soul from count Ugolino has come, And Ruggieri archbishop damned is this: Now I tell why he is here to succumb. That due to false and wicked thoughts of his, While trusting him, I covertly was caught And then I died, no point to tell exists; But what you might not know or even heard not, That is how cruel was indeed my death, You shall hear, and if was hurtful a lot. Through a small hole in the Mude wall beneath, Which for me is quite well known hunger for, And where someone yet else should find his path, It already had shown throughout its bore Just many moons, when I had a bad dream Which of the future me revealed the sore. This one appeared to me master to seem, Hunting the wolf and its cubs at the hill Which hides Lucca to Pisa’s view upstream. With lean female dogs, eager and with skill Gualandi, Sismondi, Lanfranchi there He had put forward ready just to kill. In quite short time I saw that jaded were Father and sons too, and with acute bites I watched them while hurted in flanks of their. When the next day I woke up at first lights, Sobbing my sons I heard while sleepy still They were with me, were asking bread with slights. You must be cruel, if you grieve not will Thinking what was now showing to my heart; And if you don’t cry for what your tears spill? Already woke, and was just the hour start When ordinarily some food was brought, And due to his dream each one felt doubt dart; And I heard to shut the door open sought Of the awful tower; so I must look My sons right at face just telling words naught. I did not cry, so petrified me shook: They cried; and Anselmuccio of mine Told: “You watch us so, father, what you took?”. Thus I did not shed tears nor answer sign All that day long neither all the next night, Until the other sun in world could shine. When some coming light rays were enough bright In the mournful prison, and then I saw Throughout four faces my appearance sight, I bit my hands both won by pain and awe; And they, thinking that thing I did for will Of eating, suddenly yet stood, no haw, And told: “Father, less pain to us still If you eat of us: you just clothed one time These wretched fleshes, and now you strip will”. I calmed down to avoid more pain to prime; That day and the next we all silent stood; Alas hard ground, why did not stop that crime? When the fourth day came and withstood, Gaddo fell down distended to my feet, Telling: “Father why give no help you could?”. Then he died; and as you now me here meet, I saw the other three fall one by one Between the fifth and sixth day, and my feat, Already blind, was to over grope each one, Two days long I called them, after they died. At end, more than the pain, hungriness won”. When he had spoken, eyes twisting on side Picked the wretched skull with teeth again, Which reached the bone, so strong as a dog’s pride. Alas Pisa, shame worth of the disdain Of the handsome land where the “sì” has nice sound, Since your neighbors to punish you abstain, Capraia and Gorgona might you surround, Enclosing Arno river at out fall, So that in you anyone then gets drowned! Since if count Ugolino was at all Of you a traitor in the castles there, His children you should not such bad way haul. They, being so young, innocent just were, Renewed Thebes, Uguiccione and Brigate And other two, previously named pair.