Dante's Hell Translation Canto Xxxii Part2

Then I saw thousand grim faces because Cold distorted; thus I get much disgust And always is so, any frost pond does. And while we went to the middle just Where any heavy fault and pain is found, And in the endless cold I tremble must; If will it was or to case or luck bound, I don’t know; but, while walking between heads, Strongly I hit one to face as to wound. Crying he then shouted: “Why hit my dreads? If you to grow the vengeance do not come Of Montaperti, why your foot me treads?. And I: “My master, wait me here now some, So that I clear a doubt about this one; Then you can, as you want, hasty become”. The duke halted, and I to talk begun To the one who was hard swearing just still: “Who are that to others so taunt have done?”. “Who are you going in Antenora chill Beating”, he answered, “others on their face, So that, if I were live, exceeds my will?” “Live am I, and maybe to you grace”, My answer was, “If you will demand fame, That your name in my notes I don’t efface”, And he to me: “The contrary is my aim. Thus go away and stop to bother me, Since you bad argue in this land of shame!” Then I kept his hair a way hard to see And told: “It is better your name you tell, Or no hair will remain on head to thee”. So he to me: “Since you rip my hair shell, Neither I tell my name, nor I will show If thousand times on my head now you yell”. I had just wound his hair in my hands so, And I had ripped more than one strand out, While he was barking with eyes moved below, When another screamed: “Bocca, why do shout? Isn’t enough to do sounds with your jaws, If you don’t bark? Which devil is about? “Now”, I then told, the need you talk withdraws, Nefarious traitor, since to your shame I’ll bring of you true news with many flaws”. “Go away”, answered, “what want to declaim; But don’t be silent, if out of here go, About the one who fast was to proclaim. Here is weeping the French silver bestow: “I saw”, you can tell, “ the from Duera one There where the sinners just in the frost stow”. If anybody asks ” Was else there none?” You have at side that Beccheria’s guy Whose ruff cut Florence and was quite well done. Soldanier’s Jean I think is there quite by With Ganellone and Tebaldello men, Who opened Faenza when slept ally”. We had already left him going when I saw two frosted guys in the same hole, So that one head was hat to other then; And as one eats for hunger bread as whole, So the upper one was putting his teeth Just where the brain with nape takes correct role; Not unlike from that Tydaeus beneath Gnawed Menalippo’s temples to disdain, Since that one had worked the skull underneath. “Oh you who show up there such fierce a strain Of hate to one that you are eating now, Tell me then why”, I told, “Such a detain, That if of him you cry with reason how, When it is known who you are and your fault , I may in world a change of fame allow, If my tongue to speak doesn’t make default”.