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CANTO 12

Seventh circle: the violent—descent Christ’s death—first subcircle: centaurs—the of the landslide—the earthquake at the violent against others—the river of blood

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The place where we came to descend the bank was mountainous, and, because of what else was there, such that every sight would shun it.

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Like that landslide which struck the flank of the Adige this side of Trento, because of an earthquake or the failing of support,

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where from the summit of the mountain, whence they fell, down to the plain, the rocks lie so strewn that they would provide a path for one who was above:

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such was the descent into that valley; and at the very point where the slope had broken, the infamy of Crete was stretched out,

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the one conceived in the false cow; and when he saw us, he bit himself like one broken within by anger.

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My wise one shouted toward him: “Perhaps you believe the duke of Athens is here, who put you to death up in the world?

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Away, beast, for this man does not come taught by your sister, but goes to see your punishments.”

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Like a bull that wrenches free at the moment it has received the mortal blow, that is unable to walk but jumps here and there,

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so I saw the Minotaur do; and that alert one cried: “Run to the crossing; it is good to go down while he is in his fit.”

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So we took our way down along that scree, and the stones kept moving under my feet, because of their new burden.

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I walked thoughtful; and he said: “You are thinking perhaps of this landslide, guarded by that bestial anger I just now put out.

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Now I would have you know that the other time I came down here into lower Hell, this cliff had not yet fallen.

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But certainly, if I remember well, a little before he came who took from Dis the great spoils of the highest circle,

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on every side this deep, foul valley trembled so that I thought the universe must be feeling love, by which, some believe,

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the world has often been turned back into chaos: and at that point this ancient cliff, here and elsewhere, was broken down.

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But probe the valley with your sight, for we are approaching the river of blood, in which are boiling those who harm others with violence.”

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Oh blind cupidity and mad rage, that so spur us in this short life, and then in the eternal one cook us so evilly!

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I saw an ample, curving ditch that embraces the entire plain, according to what my guide had said;

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and between the foot of the cliff and it, centaurs were running in file, armed with arrows, as they used to go hunting in the world.

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Seeing us come down, each stopped, and from the file three came forth with bows and with arrows they had selected first;

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and one cried from afar: “To what punishment do you come, you who are climbing down the bank? Speak from there; otherwise I draw my bow.”

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My master said: “The reply will we make to Chiron, close over there; to your harm has your will always been so hasty.”

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Then he nudged me and said: “That is Nessus, who died because of fair Deianira and himself avenged himself.

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The one in the middle, who is gazing at his breast, is the great Chiron, who brought up Achilles; that other is Pholus, who was so full of anger.

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Around the ditch they go by thousands, shooting with arrows whatever soul emerges from the blood more than his guilt allots.”

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We drew near those swift beasts: Chiron took an arrow, and with the notch he moved his beard back from his jaw.

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When he had uncovered his great mouth, he said to his companions: “Have you noticed that the one behind moves what he touches?

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The feet of the dead usually do not so.” And my good leader, who already stood at his breast, where the two natures are wedded,

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replied: “He is indeed alive; and thus alone I must show him the dark valley; necessity induces us, and not pleasure.

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One left off singing hallelujah who entrusted me with this strange task: he is not a robber nor I a thievish soul.

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But by that Power through which I move my steps along so wild a road, give us one of yours to guide us

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and show us where the ford is, and carry this one on his rump, for he is not a spirit that can walk upon the air.”

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Chiron turned on his right breast, and said to Nessus: “Go back and guide them, and, if you meet another company, make them give way ”

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Now we go with our trusty escort along the bank of the red boiling, where the boiled ones were uttering high shrieks.

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I saw people immersed as far as the brow, and the great centaur said. “They are tyrants who put their hands to blood and to others’ goods.

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There they weep for their pitiless crimes there is Alexander and fierce Dionysius, who gave Sicily such grievous years

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And that forehead with such black hair is Azzolino; and that other blond one is Obizzo da Este, who truly

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was murdered by his bastard up in the world.” Then I turned to my poet, and he said: “Let him now be first for you, and I second.”

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A little further along, the centaur stopped above people who seemed to emerge from the boiling stream as far as the throat.

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He pointed to a soul by itself to one side, saying: “That one cleft, in the bosom of God, the heart that still drips blood along the Thames.”

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Then I saw people who held their heads out of the river and then all their trunks; and of them I recognized many.

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Thus the blood became shallower and shallower, until it was cooking only feet; and there was our passing of the ditch.

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“Just as on this side you see the boiling stream diminish,” said the centaur, “I would have you believe

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that on this other side it lowers its bed deeper and deeper, until it reaches the depth where tyranny must moan.

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Over there God’s justice pierces that Attila who was a scourge on earth, and Pyrrhus and Sextus, and for eternity milks

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the tears unlocked by the boiling from Rinier da Corneto and Rinier Pazzo, who waged such war on the roads.”

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Then he turned and passed back over the ford.

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