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8787	Both are of Latium,weeping he replied,"Whom tortur''d thus thou seest: but who art thou That hast inquir''d of us?"
8787	Master,said I,"what land Is this?"
8787	But Virgil rous''d me:"What yet gazest on?
8787	But wherein besteads me that?
8787	Then to the bard I spake:"Was ever race Light as Sienna''s?
8787	Wherefore doth fasten yet thy sight below Among the maim''d and miserable shades?
8781	But tell me; in the time of your sweet sighs, By what, and how love granted, that ye knew Your yet uncertain wishes?"
8781	Such were their words; At hearing which downward I bent my looks, And held them there so long, that the bard cried:"What art thou pond''ring?"
8781	To him my guide:"Wherefore exclaimest?
8781	When the great sentence passes, be increas''d, Or mitigated, or as now severe?"
8781	who Are these, by the black air so scourg''d?"
8781	who to this residence of woe Approachest?"
8780	Then I his alter''d hue perceiving, thus:"How may I speed, if thou yieldest to dread, Who still art wo nt to comfort me in doubt?"
8780	Then to me The gentle guide:"Inquir''st thou not what spirits Are these, which thou beholdest?
8780	What is this I hear?
8780	What race Are these, who seem so overcome with woe?"
8780	grant me now to know Whom here we view, and whence impell''d they seem So eager to pass o''er, as I discern Through the blear light?"
8780	what doth aggrieve them thus, That they lament so loud?"
8780	who are these, that boast Such honour, separate from all the rest?"
8779	And art thou then that Virgil, that well- spring, From which such copious floods of eloquence Have issued?
8779	But I, why should I there presume?
8779	But thou, say wherefore to such perils past Return''st thou?
8779	Dost thou not hear how pitiful his wail, Nor mark the death, which in the torrent flood, Swoln mightier than a sea, him struggling holds?"
8779	What is this comes o''er thee then?
8779	Why, why dost thou hang back?
8779	or who Permits it?
8779	wherefore not this pleasant mount Ascendest, cause and source of all delight?"
8779	why hast not courage there And noble daring?
8779	why in thy breast Harbour vile fear?
8779	why is not thy succour lent To him, who so much lov''d thee, as to leave For thy sake all the multitude admires?
40207	Do you suppose that this end of the blessed poor man and the miserable rich man is only imaginary? 40207 37- 38),Why, what are ten thousand years to ages boundless and without end?
40207	But what are we to think of the sudden conversion of a church that has taught falsity so long?
40207	If false, what other"revealed"doctrine can be credited, since this is so devised for the benefit of those who trade in terrorism?
40207	If it did not know the truth on this important point, how can it be credited with knowing it upon any other matter?
40207	Is it strange that the ages when Christian barbarism overcame Pagan civilisation were known as the Dark Ages?
40207	It may be said, why attack a superstition confessedly falling into decay?
40207	Then why the name of Lazarus in this narrative, if the circumstance is not in[ the category of] a real occurrence?"
40207	This Christian Father absolutely gloats over the prospect of witnessing these torments:--"Which sight gives me Joy?
40207	Who go to hell?
45315	And is he honest who resists his genius or conscience, only for the sake of present ease or gratification?"
45315	But now we have seen my eternal lot, shall I show you yours?"
45315	Did He not mock at the Sabbath, and so mock the Sabbath''s God?
45315	Some will say,"Is not God alone the Prolific?"
45315	Then I asked:"Does a firm persuasion that a thing is so, make it so?"
45315	and are not all other men fools, sinners, and nothings?"
45315	and has not Jesus Christ given His sanction to the law of ten commandments?
45315	and is not He visible in Jesus Christ?
45315	bear false witness when He omitted making a defence before Pilate?
45315	covet when He prayed for His disciples, and when He bid them shake off the dust of their feet against such as refused to lodge them?
45315	murder those who were murdered because of Him?
45315	turn away the law from the woman taken in adultery, steal the labour of others to support Him?
8786	Now tell us, I entreat thee, who art thou? 8786 Where,"said he,"Doth Cianfa lurk?"
8786	And, be they dead, what privilege allows They walk unmantled by the cumbrous stole?"
8786	But say who Art thou, that standest musing on the rock, Haply so lingering to delay the pain Sentenc''d upon thy crimes?"
8786	CANTO XXVIII WHO, e''en in words unfetter''d, might at full Tell of the wounds and blood that now I saw, Though he repeated oft the tale?
8786	He fled, Nor utter''d more; and after him there came A centaur full of fury, shouting,"Where Where is the caitiff?"
8786	I answering thus:"Declare, as thou dost wish that I above May carry tidings of thee, who is he, In whom that sight doth wake such sad remembrance?"
8786	What torment breaks forth in this bitter woe?"
8786	While yet he spake, the centaur sped away: And under us three spirits came, of whom Nor I nor he was ware, till they exclaim''d;"Say who are ye?"
8786	but who are ye, from whom such mighty grief, As now I witness, courseth down your cheeks?
8786	why dost doubt To turn thee into ashes, cumb''ring earth No longer, since in evil act so far Thou hast outdone thy seed?
8782	I answer''d:"Though I come, I tarry not; But who art thou, that art become so foul?"
8782	I turning round To the deep source of knowledge, thus inquir''d:"Say what this means?
8782	One drench''d in mire before me came, and said;"Who art thou, that thou comest ere thine hour?"
8782	Those answering,"And why castest thou away?"
8782	Upon the ground His eyes were bent, and from his brow eras''d All confidence, while thus with sighs he spake:"Who hath denied me these abodes of woe?"
8782	Were these, whose heads are shorn, On our left hand, all sep''rate to the church?"
8782	What race is this?
8782	Wherefore doth fault of ours bring us to this?
8782	With ireful gestures,"Who is this,"They cried,"that without death first felt, goes through The regions of the dead?"
8782	and what that other light In answer set?
8782	of thee this also would I learn; This fortune, that thou speak''st of, what it is, Whose talons grasp the blessings of the world?"
8782	what agency doth this?"
8782	what ignorance Besets you?
8788	Tell me ye, Whose bosoms thus together press,said I,"Who are ye?"
8788	What art thou, speak, That railest thus on others?
8788	Whence cometh this,Said I,"my master?
8788	Wherefore dost bruise me?
8788	And how from eve to morn in space so brief Hath the sun made his transit?"
8788	And one, from whom the cold both ears had reft, Exclaim''d, still looking downward:"Why on us Dost speculate so long?
8788	Father what ails thee?"
8788	He replied:"Now who art thou, that smiting others''cheeks Through Antenora roamest, with such force As were past suff''rance, wert thou living still?"
8788	How standeth he in posture thus revers''d?
8788	Is not here below All vapour quench''d?"
8788	Right cruel art thou, if no pang Thou feel at thinking what my heart foretold; And if not now, why use thy tears to flow?
8788	Sound not loud enough Thy chatt''ring teeth, but thou must bark outright?
8788	What devil wrings thee?"
8788	Where is now the ice?
8788	Why open''dst not upon us?
8788	men perverse in every way, With every foulness stain''d, why from the earth Are ye not cancel''d?
8788	weeping, he exclaim''d,"Unless thy errand be some fresh revenge For Montaperto, wherefore troublest me?"
8783	Doth ever any Into this rueful concave''s extreme depth Descend, out of the first degree, whose pain Is deprivation merely of sweet hope?
8783	And if it be not, wherefore in such guise Are they condemned?"
8783	Began he on the horrid grunsel standing,"Whence doth this wild excess of insolence Lodge in you?
8783	He answer thus return''d:"Wherefore in dotage wanders thus thy mind, Not so accustom''d?
8783	He, soon as there I stood at the tomb''s foot, Ey''d me a space, then in disdainful mood Address''d me:"Say, what ancestors were thine?"
8783	Led by thy lofty genius and profound, Where is my son?
8783	May those, Who lie within these sepulchres, be seen?
8783	No longer lives he?
8783	So to the pleasant world mayst thou return, As thou shalt tell me, why in all their laws, Against my kin this people is so fell?"
8783	Strikes not on his eye The blessed daylight?"
8783	Sudden that sound Forth issu''d from a vault, whereat in fear I somewhat closer to my leader''s side Approaching, he thus spake:"What dost thou?
8783	What profits at the fays to but the horn?
8783	and wherefore not with thee?"
8783	or what other thoughts Possess it?
8783	said''st thou he HAD?
8783	say who are these, interr''d Within these vaults, of whom distinct we hear The dolorous sighs?"
8783	wherefore kick you''gainst that will Ne''er frustrate of its end, and which so oft Hath laid on you enforcement of your pangs?
17368	He appeared to be digging a trench under his feet, from which a man came forth as out of a grave, and cried out to him,"What have you done to me?"
17368	If there were a preponderance on one part and no resistance on the other would not both perish?
17368	Into this state man is able to enter because of his freedom, for is not any one able from his freedom to so think?
17368	Is not this the source of so many heresies from the same Word?
17368	Moreover, everyone, whether evil or good, lives that life; for who does not wish to be called honest, and who does not wish to be called just?
17368	Otherwise to what purpose would be all those measures?
17368	Otherwise, how could there be said to be a height of twelve thousand furlongs, the same as the length and the breadth?
17368	That this belief has been destroyed is evident from its being said,"Who has ever come to us from heaven and told us that there is a heaven?
17368	They say,"What is faith?
17368	What is hell?
17368	What is it to be the greatest unless to be the most happy?
17368	What is the day of judgment?
17368	What is this about man''s being tormented with fire to eternity?
17368	What is this for the Creator of the universe, to whom it would not be sufficient if the whole universe were filled, since He is infinite?
17368	What shall I get from it?
17368	What then must be said of Divine sight, which is the inmost and highest of all?
17368	What, then, must be the power in Divine light, which is Divine truth, and in Divine heat, which is Divine good?
17368	Who can not live a civil and moral life?
17368	Who could ever understand the Word from the sense of its letter, unless he saw from an enlightened reason the truths it contains?
17368	Who that knows all this and thinks rationally can ever say that the planets are empty bodies?
17368	Why should I do this?
17368	Without that meaning how could it be seen that"the wall of the Holy Jerusalem"is"the measure of a man, which is that of an angel?
17368	has it not been expected in vain for ages?"
17368	is there any?
31349	Anything-- anything wrong, Your Excellency comrade?
31349	Boss, how do we know all our guards are to be trusted?
31349	Did n''t I send you millions of customers?
31349	Egad, boss,Moloch complained,"why ca n''t you stay home more and line things up for us?"
31349	Gold, is it you want, Prince Navi? 31349 Got any Old Style Lager around?"
31349	Have n''t I done a good job of sweeping out and collecting garbage? 31349 He''s siding with the Reds again-- Smell him?
31349	How about a bit of tea and cakes, or, perhaps something stronger before we discuss this matter with the Council? 31349 How about a little service here, comrade?"
31349	How come you call that fat crumb, Broncov, your sidekick?
31349	How come you did n''t spot him at one of our airports?
31349	How come you''re on the job as bridgekeeper if you''ve just returned from Moscow?
31349	How do you aim to handle those fellas?
31349	How many guards have we, Azzy?
31349	How much, kid? 31349 How''d that creep get a job where he could snoop?"
31349	How?
31349	I only wanted to organize a counter- revolution against the Communists and--"Ratting on your pals again, eh?
31349	Mulcie, why not build a chute straight up into Moscow? 31349 Talk English, will you?
31349	Wha- at? 31349 What Tsar?"
31349	What are Your Excellency Comrade''s wishes?
31349	What truth?
31349	What you mean, one moment?
31349	What''s going on here?
31349	What, for St. Pete''s sake, are you drinking, Char?
31349	What? 31349 When did we ever trust anybody?
31349	Why did I come in here?
31349	Why did n''t you get him drunk, first? 31349 You talk about hearts?"
31349	And are they having any particular trouble since liquidating the old gang?"
31349	And what am I supposed to look like, and do?"
31349	Are my old sidekicks well?
31349	He took me for an illegitimate son of Joe Stalin''s, so how would he know you and I are pals?
31349	How about this?"
31349	How can this be?"
31349	How is the comrade?"
31349	How you like that?"
31349	I came in here to sweep, and how would I know about this private conference?"
31349	I''m sauntering home, friends with everybody, I am--""What fellow?"
31349	If Rafe and them extra- extrapopulated that dope to figure out the truth, why blame me?"
31349	Not that it matters, but who conceived the idea of deposing Satan?
31349	Or, will it?
31349	Our people would n''t dare--""Would n''t they?"
31349	Then, partly at least to test Nishka''s knowledge, he added in English,"How''s for looking at my room before we go out on the town?"
31349	We have lots more where this came from, have n''t we, comrade Vychy?"
31349	What can I do for the beloved comrade?
31349	What does this stranger look like?
31349	What''s he look like?"
31349	What''s his name?
31349	What''s his plan?"
31349	Where do we meet?
31349	Where in hell could we get even two hundred dollars in gold?"
31349	Where is the rest of the Council?"
31349	Who are you?"
31349	Who signed the paper?"
31349	Without effort, Nick could see them and hear the female agent saying:"How do I know you have all that money, Navi- Honey?
31349	Y''know what the sidewinder, Bronco, babbled''fore he passed out?
31349	You think we have none?
31349	You''re the first--""Which way did he go?
8785	Both are of Latium,weeping he replied,"Whom tortur''d thus thou seest: but who art thou That hast inquir''d of us?"
8785	Master,said I,"what land Is this?"
8785	Now tell us, I entreat thee, who art thou? 8785 Tell me ye, Whose bosoms thus together press,"said I,"Who are ye?"
8785	What art thou, speak, That railest thus on others?
8785	Whence cometh this,Said I,"my master?
8785	Where,said he,"Doth Cianfa lurk?"
8785	Wherefore dost bruise me?
8785	''Why leavest thou the war?''
8785	Against a rock I leant and wept, so that my guide exclaim''d:"What, and art thou too witless as the rest?
8785	And how from eve to morn in space so brief Hath the sun made his transit?"
8785	And one, from whom the cold both ears had reft, Exclaim''d, still looking downward:"Why on us Dost speculate so long?
8785	And, be they dead, what privilege allows They walk unmantled by the cumbrous stole?"
8785	But Virgil rous''d me:"What yet gazest on?
8785	But say who Art thou, that standest musing on the rock, Haply so lingering to delay the pain Sentenc''d upon thy crimes?"
8785	But what brings thee Into this bitter seas''ning?"
8785	But wherein besteads me that?
8785	CANTO XXVIII WHO, e''en in words unfetter''d, might at full Tell of the wounds and blood that now I saw, Though he repeated oft the tale?
8785	Father what ails thee?"
8785	He fled, Nor utter''d more; and after him there came A centaur full of fury, shouting,"Where Where is the caitiff?"
8785	He replied:"Now who art thou, that smiting others''cheeks Through Antenora roamest, with such force As were past suff''rance, wert thou living still?"
8785	How standeth he in posture thus revers''d?
8785	I answering thus:"Declare, as thou dost wish that I above May carry tidings of thee, who is he, In whom that sight doth wake such sad remembrance?"
8785	I had come Thus far from all your skirmishing secure,"My teacher answered,"without will divine And destiny propitious?
8785	Is not here below All vapour quench''d?"
8785	Loud he cried:"Why greedily thus bendest more on me, Than on these other filthy ones, thy ken?"
8785	My leader thus:"Then tell us of the partners in thy guilt; Knowest thou any sprung of Latian land Under the tar?"
8785	Of gold and silver ye have made your god, Diff''ring wherein from the idolater, But he that worships one, a hundred ye?
8785	Raise up thy head, raise up, and see the man, Before whose eyes earth gap''d in Thebes, when all Cried out,''Amphiaraus, whither rushest?
8785	Right cruel art thou, if no pang Thou feel at thinking what my heart foretold; And if not now, why use thy tears to flow?
8785	So early dost thou surfeit with the wealth, For which thou fearedst not in guile to take The lovely lady, and then mangle her?"
8785	Sound not loud enough Thy chatt''ring teeth, but thou must bark outright?
8785	That heard, the spirit all did wrench his feet, And sighing next in woeful accent spake:"What then of me requirest?
8785	Then to the bard I spake:"Was ever race Light as Sienna''s?
8785	They their hooks Protruding, one the other thus bespake:"Wilt thou I touch him on the hip?"
8785	Unless thy prudence fail thee, dost not mark How they do gnarl upon us, and their scowl Threatens us present tortures?"
8785	What devil wrings thee?"
8785	What guilt exceedeth his, Who with Heaven''s judgment in his passion strives?
8785	What torment breaks forth in this bitter woe?"
8785	Where is now the ice?
8785	Whereat one advanc''d, The others standing firm, and as he came,"What may this turn avail him?"
8785	Wherefore doth fasten yet thy sight below Among the maim''d and miserable shades?
8785	While yet he spake, the centaur sped away: And under us three spirits came, of whom Nor I nor he was ware, till they exclaim''d;"Say who are ye?"
8785	Why open''dst not upon us?
8785	already standest there?
8785	but who are ye, from whom such mighty grief, As now I witness, courseth down your cheeks?
8785	men perverse in every way, With every foulness stain''d, why from the earth Are ye not cancel''d?
8785	say who is he, than all the rest Glancing in fiercer agony, on whom A ruddier flame doth prey?"
8785	weeping, he exclaim''d,"Unless thy errand be some fresh revenge For Montaperto, wherefore troublest me?"
8785	why dost doubt To turn thee into ashes, cumb''ring earth No longer, since in evil act so far Thou hast outdone thy seed?
8784	And art thou here?
8784	Both are of Latium,weeping he replied,"Whom tortur''d thus thou seest: but who art thou That hast inquir''d of us?"
8784	Master,said I,"what land Is this?"
8784	Now tell us, I entreat thee, who art thou? 8784 Tell me ye, Whose bosoms thus together press,"said I,"Who are ye?"
8784	What art thou, speak, That railest thus on others?
8784	What chance or destiny,thus he began,"Ere the last day conducts thee here below?
8784	Whence cometh this,Said I,"my master?
8784	Where,said he,"Doth Cianfa lurk?"
8784	Wherefore dost bruise me?
8784	''Why leavest thou the war?''
8784	Against a rock I leant and wept, so that my guide exclaim''d:"What, and art thou too witless as the rest?
8784	And how from eve to morn in space so brief Hath the sun made his transit?"
8784	And one, from whom the cold both ears had reft, Exclaim''d, still looking downward:"Why on us Dost speculate so long?
8784	And one, who bore a fat and azure swine Pictur''d on his white scrip, addressed me thus:"What dost thou in this deep?
8784	And who is this, that shows to thee the way?"
8784	And, be they dead, what privilege allows They walk unmantled by the cumbrous stole?"
8784	But Virgil rous''d me:"What yet gazest on?
8784	But say who Art thou, that standest musing on the rock, Haply so lingering to delay the pain Sentenc''d upon thy crimes?"
8784	But what brings thee Into this bitter seas''ning?"
8784	But wherein besteads me that?
8784	CANTO XXVIII WHO, e''en in words unfetter''d, might at full Tell of the wounds and blood that now I saw, Though he repeated oft the tale?
8784	Father what ails thee?"
8784	For thy ill life what blame on me recoils?"
8784	He fled, Nor utter''d more; and after him there came A centaur full of fury, shouting,"Where Where is the caitiff?"
8784	He replied:"Now who art thou, that smiting others''cheeks Through Antenora roamest, with such force As were past suff''rance, wert thou living still?"
8784	How standeth he in posture thus revers''d?
8784	I answering thus:"Declare, as thou dost wish that I above May carry tidings of thee, who is he, In whom that sight doth wake such sad remembrance?"
8784	I had come Thus far from all your skirmishing secure,"My teacher answered,"without will divine And destiny propitious?
8784	Is not here below All vapour quench''d?"
8784	Is there no touch of mercy in thy breast?
8784	Loud he cried:"Why greedily thus bendest more on me, Than on these other filthy ones, thy ken?"
8784	My leader thus:"Then tell us of the partners in thy guilt; Knowest thou any sprung of Latian land Under the tar?"
8784	Of gold and silver ye have made your god, Diff''ring wherein from the idolater, But he that worships one, a hundred ye?
8784	Raise up thy head, raise up, and see the man, Before whose eyes earth gap''d in Thebes, when all Cried out,''Amphiaraus, whither rushest?
8784	Right cruel art thou, if no pang Thou feel at thinking what my heart foretold; And if not now, why use thy tears to flow?
8784	So early dost thou surfeit with the wealth, For which thou fearedst not in guile to take The lovely lady, and then mangle her?"
8784	Sound not loud enough Thy chatt''ring teeth, but thou must bark outright?
8784	That heard, the spirit all did wrench his feet, And sighing next in woeful accent spake:"What then of me requirest?
8784	Then I again inquir''d:"Where flow the streams Of Phlegethon and Lethe?
8784	Then I to him:"If from our world this sluice Be thus deriv''d; wherefore to us but now Appears it at this edge?"
8784	Then as the dark blood trickled down its side, These words it added:"Wherefore tear''st me thus?
8784	Then to the bard I spake:"Was ever race Light as Sienna''s?
8784	Thereat a little stretching forth my hand, From a great wilding gather''d I a branch, And straight the trunk exclaim''d:"Why pluck''st thou me?"
8784	They their hooks Protruding, one the other thus bespake:"Wilt thou I touch him on the hip?"
8784	Unless thy prudence fail thee, dost not mark How they do gnarl upon us, and their scowl Threatens us present tortures?"
8784	What devil wrings thee?"
8784	What guilt exceedeth his, Who with Heaven''s judgment in his passion strives?
8784	What torment breaks forth in this bitter woe?"
8784	When o''er it he had paus''d, my master spake:"Say who wast thou, that at so many points Breath''st out with blood thy lamentable speech?"
8784	Where is now the ice?
8784	Whereat one advanc''d, The others standing firm, and as he came,"What may this turn avail him?"
8784	Wherefore doth fasten yet thy sight below Among the maim''d and miserable shades?
8784	While yet he spake, the centaur sped away: And under us three spirits came, of whom Nor I nor he was ware, till they exclaim''d;"Say who are ye?"
8784	Why open''dst not upon us?
8784	already standest there?
8784	but who are ye, from whom such mighty grief, As now I witness, courseth down your cheeks?
8784	men perverse in every way, With every foulness stain''d, why from the earth Are ye not cancel''d?
8784	say who is he, than all the rest Glancing in fiercer agony, on whom A ruddier flame doth prey?"
8784	weeping, he exclaim''d,"Unless thy errand be some fresh revenge For Montaperto, wherefore troublest me?"
8784	what avails it thee,"It cried,"that of me thou hast made thy screen?
8784	why dost doubt To turn thee into ashes, cumb''ring earth No longer, since in evil act so far Thou hast outdone thy seed?
37699	_ That thy foot may be dipped in the blood of thine enemies, and the tongue of thy dogs in the same?_( Ps.
37699	And why?
37699	Are we reasonable men in the nineteenth century in the United States of America and believe this?
37699	But they say to us,"If you throw away the Bible what are we to depend on then?"
37699	Can a God who would accept such a sacrifice be worthy of the worship of civilized men?
37699	Can the believing husband in heaven look down upon the torments of the unbelieving wife in hell and then feel a thrill of joy?
37699	Did it never occur to you what a contradiction it is to say that the devil will persecute his own friends?
37699	Did you ever hear of a man going to hell who died in New York worth a million of dollars, or with an income of twenty- five thousand a year?
37699	Did you ever hear of a man going to hell who rode in a carriage?
37699	Did you ever hear the story of Jepthah''s daughter?
37699	Do you know nobody would have had an idea of hell in this world if it had n''t been for volcanoes?
37699	Do you wish further examples of a God of mercy?
37699	Does any one believe that now?
37699	Does it teach a man to resist oppression?
37699	Does it teach a man to tear from the throne of tyranny the crowned thing and robber called a king?
37699	Does it treat woman as she ought to be treated, or is it barbarian?
37699	Does n''t the credit system in morals breed extravagance in sin?
37699	Does the Bible give woman her rights?
37699	Does the Bible teach mercy?
37699	Does the Bible teach the existence of devils?
37699	Does the Bible teach you freedom of religion?
37699	Has he?
37699	He wants all the recruits he can get; why then should he persecute his friends?
37699	I read:"_ I will make mine arrows drunk with blood; and my sword shall devour flesh?_"( Deut.
37699	If the religion of one hundred years ago, compared with the religion of to- day is so low, what will it be in one thousand years?
37699	If these words are necessary why are they not written now everywhere in the world, on every tree, and every field, and on every blade of grass?
37699	Is it the doctrine of the Bible?
37699	Is there a burial- service mentioned in it in which a word of hope is spoken at the grave of the dead?
37699	Is there in the history of the world a sadder story than that?
37699	Is this Bible humane?
37699	It is true I have devoured a few men, but for what other purpose were men made?"
37699	Neither was the man created for the woman._"Well, what was he created for?
37699	Now what does the New Testament teach?
37699	Now, does this Bible teach political freedom, or does it teach political tyranny?
37699	Now, what does the Bible teach?
37699	She arose and asked"Who says that?"
37699	Should not the merciful God practice what he preaches?
37699	Suppose then that Smith should say to Brown,"You''re a liar,"and Brown should reply to Smith,"And you''re a liar,"what would you think?
37699	The great, the rich, the powerful?
37699	Then why torment him if it will not do him good?
37699	They seem to say:"Aha, what did I tell you?"
37699	This sacred book, this foundation of human liberty, of morality, does it teach concubinage and polygamy?
37699	Various reasons are given for punishing the wicked?
37699	What changed it?
37699	What does this same book with its glad tidings of great joy for all people say of the rights of children?
37699	What harm has it not done?
37699	What is it?
37699	What is that plan?
37699	What sort of a law must it be that would be satisfied with the suffering of innocence?
37699	What waste places has it not made?
37699	Who go to hell?
37699	Who''s afraid of punishment which is so far away?
37699	Whom does the doctrine of hell stop?
37699	Why should he say"Forgive your enemies"if he will not himself forgive?
37699	Why should he say"Pray for those that despise and persecute you, but if they refuse to believe my doctrine I will burn them for ever?"
37699	Why?
37699	Why?
37699	Why?
37699	Why?
37699	Would I have a right to torture it because I made it?
1001	Beatricesaid she,"the true praise of God, Why succourest thou not him, who loved thee so, For thee he issued from the vulgar herd?
1001	Ere from the abyss I tear myself away, My Master,said I when I had arisen,"To draw me from an error speak a little; Where is the ice?
1001	Into this bottom of the doleful conch Doth any e''er descend from the first grade, Which for its pain has only hope cut off?
1001	Latians are we, whom thou so wasted seest, Both of us here,one weeping made reply;"But who art thou, that questionest about us?"
1001	Master, who is that one who writhes himself, More than his other comrades quivering,I said,"and whom a redder flame is sucking?"
1001	Master,I said to him,"now tell me also What is this Fortune which thou speakest of, That has the world''s goods so within its clutches?"
1001	Now who art thou, that goest through Antenora Smiting,replied he,"other people''s cheeks, So that, if thou wert living,''twere too much?"
1001	Now, art thou that Virgilius and that fountain Which spreads abroad so wide a river of speech?
1001	O Jacopo,it said,"of Sant''Andrea, What helped it thee of me to make a screen?
1001	O thou who honourest every art and science, Who may these be, which such great honour have, That from the fashion of the rest it parts them?
1001	O,said I to him,"now art thou, too, dead?"
1001	After he had uncovered his great mouth, He said to his companions:"Are you ware That he behind moveth whate''er he touches?
1001	After it had become embrowned with blood, It recommenced its cry:"Why dost thou rend me?
1001	And I again:"Master, where shall be found Lethe and Phlegethon, for of one thou''rt silent, And sayest the other of this rain is made?"
1001	And I to him:"Although I come, I stay not; But who art thou that hast become so squalid?"
1001	And I to him:"If so the present runnel Doth take its rise in this way from our world, Why only on this verge appears it to us?"
1001	And I to him:"Who are the two poor wretches That smoke like unto a wet hand in winter, Lying there close upon thy right- hand confines?"
1001	And I, who had my head with horror bound, Said:"Master, what is this which now I hear?
1001	And I, who of his colour was aware, Said:"How shall I come, if thou art afraid, Who''rt wo nt to be a comfort to my fears?"
1001	And I:"My Master, what are all those people Who, having sepulture within those tombs, Make themselves audible by doleful sighs?"
1001	And I:"O Master, what so grievous is To these, that maketh them lament so sore?"
1001	And he began:"What fortune or what fate Before the last day leadeth thee down here?
1001	And he cried out:"Dost thou stand there already, Dost thou stand there already, Boniface?
1001	And he to me:"O creatures imbecile, What ignorance is this which doth beset you?
1001	And one, who had by reason of the cold Lost both his ears, still with his visage downward, Said:"Why dost thou so mirror thyself in us?
1001	And one, who with an azure sow and gravid Emblazoned had his little pouch of white, Said unto me:"What dost thou in this moat?
1001	And to the Poet said I:"Now was ever So vain a people as the Sienese?
1001	And unto him my Guide:"Why criest thou too?
1001	And unto me he said:"Turn thee; what dost thou?
1001	And unto me he said:"Why wanders so Thine intellect from that which it is wo nt?
1001	And what pain is upon you, that so sparkles?"
1001	And who is this that showeth thee the way?"
1001	And why doth our transgression waste us so?
1001	And, to the sea of all discernment turned, I said:"What sayeth this, and what respondeth That other fire?
1001	Art thou so early satiate with that wealth, For which thou didst not fear to take by fraud The beautiful Lady, and then work her woe?"
1001	As soon as I had heard those souls tormented, I bowed my face, and so long held it down Until the Poet said to me:"What thinkest?"
1001	As soon as I was at the foot of his tomb Somewhat he eyed me, and, as if disdainful, Then asked of me,"Who were thine ancestors?"
1001	But I, why thither come, or who concedes it?
1001	But tell me, at the time of those sweet sighs, By what and in what manner Love conceded, That you should know your dubious desires?"
1001	But thou, why goest thou back to such annoyance?
1001	But who are ye, in whom there trickles down Along your cheeks such grief as I behold?
1001	But who art thou, that musest on the crag, Perchance to postpone going to the pain That is adjudged upon thine accusations?"
1001	Cruel indeed art thou, if yet thou grieve not, Thinking of what my heart foreboded me, And weep''st thou not, what art thou wo nt to weep at?
1001	Does not the sweet light strike upon his eyes?"
1001	Dost thou not hear the pity of his plaint?
1001	Dost thou not see the death that combats him Beside that flood, where ocean has no vaunt?"
1001	Hast thou no spirit of pity whatsoever?
1001	He fled away, and spake no further word; And I beheld a Centaur full of rage Come crying out:"Where is, where is the scoffer?"
1001	He moved along; and afterward thus going, He said to me,"Why art thou so bewildered?"
1001	He screamed to me:"Wherefore art thou so eager To look at me more than the other foul ones?"
1001	Here pity lives when it is wholly dead; Who is a greater reprobate than he Who feels compassion at the doom divine?
1001	His eyes cast down, his forehead shorn had he Of all its boldness, and he said, with sighs,"Who has denied to me the dolesome houses?"
1001	I wept not, I within so turned to stone; They wept; and darling little Anselm mine Said:''Thou dost gaze so, father, what doth ail thee?''
1001	If thou art as observant as thy wo nt is, Dost thou not see that they do gnash their teeth, And with their brows are threatening woe to us?"
1001	Is he not still alive?
1001	Is not below here every vapour quenched?"
1001	Is''t not enough to clatter with thy jaws, But thou must bark?
1001	Lift up, lift up thy head, and see for whom Opened the earth before the Thebans''eyes; Wherefore they all cried:''Whither rushest thou, Amphiaraus?
1001	My Sage towards him shouted:"Peradventure Thou think''st that here may be the Duke of Athens, Who in the world above brought death to thee?
1001	One is within already, if the raving Shades that are going round about speak truth; But what avails it me, whose limbs are tied?
1001	Or, sooth, thy mind where is it elsewhere looking?
1001	Short while my head turned thitherward I held When many lofty towers I seemed to see, Whereat I:"Master, say, what town is this?"
1001	Thais the harlot is it, who replied Unto her paramour, when he said,''Have I Great gratitude from thee?''
1001	The Guide:"Now tell then of the other culprits; Knowest thou any one who is a Latian, Under the pitch?"
1001	The Leader stopped; and to that one I said Who was blaspheming vehemently still:"Who art thou, that thus reprehendest others?"
1001	Then stretched I forth my hand a little forward, And plucked a branchlet off from a great thorn; And the trunk cried,"Why dost thou mangle me?"
1001	They all cried out:"Let Malacoda go;"Whereat one started, and the rest stood still, And he came to him, saying:"What avails it?"
1001	They clashed together, and then at that point Each one turned backward, rolling retrograde, Crying,"Why keepest?"
1001	They lowered their rakes, and"Wilt thou have me hit him,"They said to one another,"on the rump?"
1001	Thus he began upon the horrid threshold;"Whence is this arrogance within you couched?
1001	To me the Master good:"Thou dost not ask What spirits these, which thou beholdest, are?
1001	Truly I wept, leaning upon a peak Of the hard crag, so that my Escort said To me:"Art thou, too, of the other fools?
1001	Unless thou comest to increase the vengeance of Montaperti, why dost thou molest me?"
1001	Up starting suddenly, he cried out:"How Saidst thou,--he had?
1001	Weeping he growled:"Why dost thou trample me?
1001	What blame have I in thy nefarious life?"
1001	What folk is this, which seems by pain so vanquished?"
1001	What helpeth it to butt against the fates?
1001	What is it, then?
1001	When near him had the Master stayed his steps, He said:"Who wast thou, that through wounds so many Art blowing out with blood thy dolorous speech?"
1001	When we had come unto the fourth day, Gaddo Threw himself down outstretched before my feet, Saying,''My father, why dost thou not help me?''
1001	Whereat the spirit writhed with both his feet, Then, sighing, with a voice of lamentation Said to me:"Then what wantest thou of me?
1001	Wherefore I said:"Master, these torments here, Will they increase after the mighty sentence, Or lesser be, or will they be as burning?"
1001	Wherefore recalcitrate against that will, From which the end can never be cut off, And which has many times increased your pain?
1001	Whereupon said I:"Master, who are those People, whom the black air so castigates?"
1001	While we were running through the dead canal, Uprose in front of me one full of mire, And said,"Who''rt thou that comest ere the hour?"
1001	Why climb''st thou not the Mount Delectable, Which is the source and cause of every joy?"
1001	Why dost leave the war?''
1001	Why is such baseness bedded in thy heart?
1001	Why is thy sight still riveted down there Among the mournful, mutilated shades?
1001	Why, why dost thou delay?
1001	Ye have made yourselves a god of gold and silver; And from the idolater how differ ye, Save that he one, and ye a hundred worship?
1001	and how Incontinence Less God offendeth, and less blame attracts?
1001	and how in such short time From eve to morn has the sun made his transit?"
1001	and how is this one fixed Thus upside down?
1001	and who are they that made it?"
1001	and why is he not with thee?"
1001	and,"Why squanderest thou?"
1001	obdurate earth, wherefore didst thou not open?
1001	what devil touches thee?"
1001	what is it, Master, that I see?
1001	who heaps up so many New toils and sufferings as I beheld?
1001	why resolve not To burn thyself to ashes and so perish, Since in ill- doing thou thy seed excellest?
1001	ye men at variance With every virtue, full of every vice Wherefore are ye not scattered from the world?
8789	And art thou here?
8789	And art thou then that Virgil, that well- spring, From which such copious floods of eloquence Have issued?
8789	Both are of Latium,weeping he replied,"Whom tortur''d thus thou seest: but who art thou That hast inquir''d of us?"
8789	Doth ever any Into this rueful concave''s extreme depth Descend, out of the first degree, whose pain Is deprivation merely of sweet hope?
8789	Master,said I,"what land Is this?"
8789	Now tell us, I entreat thee, who art thou? 8789 Tell me ye, Whose bosoms thus together press,"said I,"Who are ye?"
8789	What art thou, speak, That railest thus on others?
8789	What chance or destiny,thus he began,"Ere the last day conducts thee here below?
8789	Whence cometh this,Said I,"my master?
8789	Where,said he,"Doth Cianfa lurk?"
8789	Wherefore dost bruise me?
8789	''Why leavest thou the war?''
8789	Against a rock I leant and wept, so that my guide exclaim''d:"What, and art thou too witless as the rest?
8789	And how from eve to morn in space so brief Hath the sun made his transit?"
8789	And if it be not, wherefore in such guise Are they condemned?"
8789	And one, from whom the cold both ears had reft, Exclaim''d, still looking downward:"Why on us Dost speculate so long?
8789	And one, who bore a fat and azure swine Pictur''d on his white scrip, addressed me thus:"What dost thou in this deep?
8789	And who is this, that shows to thee the way?"
8789	And, be they dead, what privilege allows They walk unmantled by the cumbrous stole?"
8789	Began he on the horrid grunsel standing,"Whence doth this wild excess of insolence Lodge in you?
8789	But I, why should I there presume?
8789	But Virgil rous''d me:"What yet gazest on?
8789	But say who Art thou, that standest musing on the rock, Haply so lingering to delay the pain Sentenc''d upon thy crimes?"
8789	But tell me; in the time of your sweet sighs, By what, and how love granted, that ye knew Your yet uncertain wishes?"
8789	But thou, say wherefore to such perils past Return''st thou?
8789	But what brings thee Into this bitter seas''ning?"
8789	But wherein besteads me that?
8789	CANTO XXVIII WHO, e''en in words unfetter''d, might at full Tell of the wounds and blood that now I saw, Though he repeated oft the tale?
8789	Dost thou not hear how pitiful his wail, Nor mark the death, which in the torrent flood, Swoln mightier than a sea, him struggling holds?"
8789	Father what ails thee?"
8789	For thy ill life what blame on me recoils?"
8789	He answer thus return''d:"Wherefore in dotage wanders thus thy mind, Not so accustom''d?
8789	He fled, Nor utter''d more; and after him there came A centaur full of fury, shouting,"Where Where is the caitiff?"
8789	He replied:"Now who art thou, that smiting others''cheeks Through Antenora roamest, with such force As were past suff''rance, wert thou living still?"
8789	He, soon as there I stood at the tomb''s foot, Ey''d me a space, then in disdainful mood Address''d me:"Say, what ancestors were thine?"
8789	How standeth he in posture thus revers''d?
8789	I answer''d:"Though I come, I tarry not; But who art thou, that art become so foul?"
8789	I answering thus:"Declare, as thou dost wish that I above May carry tidings of thee, who is he, In whom that sight doth wake such sad remembrance?"
8789	I had come Thus far from all your skirmishing secure,"My teacher answered,"without will divine And destiny propitious?
8789	I turning round To the deep source of knowledge, thus inquir''d:"Say what this means?
8789	Is not here below All vapour quench''d?"
8789	Is there no touch of mercy in thy breast?
8789	Led by thy lofty genius and profound, Where is my son?
8789	Loud he cried:"Why greedily thus bendest more on me, Than on these other filthy ones, thy ken?"
8789	May those, Who lie within these sepulchres, be seen?
8789	My leader thus:"Then tell us of the partners in thy guilt; Knowest thou any sprung of Latian land Under the tar?"
8789	No longer lives he?
8789	Of gold and silver ye have made your god, Diff''ring wherein from the idolater, But he that worships one, a hundred ye?
8789	One drench''d in mire before me came, and said;"Who art thou, that thou comest ere thine hour?"
8789	Raise up thy head, raise up, and see the man, Before whose eyes earth gap''d in Thebes, when all Cried out,''Amphiaraus, whither rushest?
8789	Right cruel art thou, if no pang Thou feel at thinking what my heart foretold; And if not now, why use thy tears to flow?
8789	So early dost thou surfeit with the wealth, For which thou fearedst not in guile to take The lovely lady, and then mangle her?"
8789	So to the pleasant world mayst thou return, As thou shalt tell me, why in all their laws, Against my kin this people is so fell?"
8789	Sound not loud enough Thy chatt''ring teeth, but thou must bark outright?
8789	Strikes not on his eye The blessed daylight?"
8789	Such were their words; At hearing which downward I bent my looks, And held them there so long, that the bard cried:"What art thou pond''ring?"
8789	Sudden that sound Forth issu''d from a vault, whereat in fear I somewhat closer to my leader''s side Approaching, he thus spake:"What dost thou?
8789	That heard, the spirit all did wrench his feet, And sighing next in woeful accent spake:"What then of me requirest?
8789	Then I again inquir''d:"Where flow the streams Of Phlegethon and Lethe?
8789	Then I his alter''d hue perceiving, thus:"How may I speed, if thou yieldest to dread, Who still art wo nt to comfort me in doubt?"
8789	Then I to him:"If from our world this sluice Be thus deriv''d; wherefore to us but now Appears it at this edge?"
8789	Then as the dark blood trickled down its side, These words it added:"Wherefore tear''st me thus?
8789	Then to me The gentle guide:"Inquir''st thou not what spirits Are these, which thou beholdest?
8789	Then to the bard I spake:"Was ever race Light as Sienna''s?
8789	Thereat a little stretching forth my hand, From a great wilding gather''d I a branch, And straight the trunk exclaim''d:"Why pluck''st thou me?"
8789	They their hooks Protruding, one the other thus bespake:"Wilt thou I touch him on the hip?"
8789	Those answering,"And why castest thou away?"
8789	To him my guide:"Wherefore exclaimest?
8789	Unless thy prudence fail thee, dost not mark How they do gnarl upon us, and their scowl Threatens us present tortures?"
8789	Upon the ground His eyes were bent, and from his brow eras''d All confidence, while thus with sighs he spake:"Who hath denied me these abodes of woe?"
8789	Were these, whose heads are shorn, On our left hand, all sep''rate to the church?"
8789	What devil wrings thee?"
8789	What guilt exceedeth his, Who with Heaven''s judgment in his passion strives?
8789	What is this I hear?
8789	What is this comes o''er thee then?
8789	What profits at the fays to but the horn?
8789	What race Are these, who seem so overcome with woe?"
8789	What race is this?
8789	What torment breaks forth in this bitter woe?"
8789	When o''er it he had paus''d, my master spake:"Say who wast thou, that at so many points Breath''st out with blood thy lamentable speech?"
8789	When the great sentence passes, be increas''d, Or mitigated, or as now severe?"
8789	Where is now the ice?
8789	Whereat one advanc''d, The others standing firm, and as he came,"What may this turn avail him?"
8789	Wherefore doth fasten yet thy sight below Among the maim''d and miserable shades?
8789	Wherefore doth fault of ours bring us to this?
8789	While yet he spake, the centaur sped away: And under us three spirits came, of whom Nor I nor he was ware, till they exclaim''d;"Say who are ye?"
8789	Why open''dst not upon us?
8789	Why, why dost thou hang back?
8789	With ireful gestures,"Who is this,"They cried,"that without death first felt, goes through The regions of the dead?"
8789	already standest there?
8789	and what that other light In answer set?
8789	and wherefore not with thee?"
8789	but who are ye, from whom such mighty grief, As now I witness, courseth down your cheeks?
8789	grant me now to know Whom here we view, and whence impell''d they seem So eager to pass o''er, as I discern Through the blear light?"
8789	men perverse in every way, With every foulness stain''d, why from the earth Are ye not cancel''d?
8789	of thee this also would I learn; This fortune, that thou speak''st of, what it is, Whose talons grasp the blessings of the world?"
8789	or what other thoughts Possess it?
8789	or who Permits it?
8789	said''st thou he HAD?
8789	say who are these, interr''d Within these vaults, of whom distinct we hear The dolorous sighs?"
8789	say who is he, than all the rest Glancing in fiercer agony, on whom A ruddier flame doth prey?"
8789	weeping, he exclaim''d,"Unless thy errand be some fresh revenge For Montaperto, wherefore troublest me?"
8789	what agency doth this?"
8789	what avails it thee,"It cried,"that of me thou hast made thy screen?
8789	what doth aggrieve them thus, That they lament so loud?"
8789	what ignorance Besets you?
8789	wherefore kick you''gainst that will Ne''er frustrate of its end, and which so oft Hath laid on you enforcement of your pangs?
8789	wherefore not this pleasant mount Ascendest, cause and source of all delight?"
8789	who Are these, by the black air so scourg''d?"
8789	who are these, that boast Such honour, separate from all the rest?"
8789	who to this residence of woe Approachest?"
8789	why dost doubt To turn thee into ashes, cumb''ring earth No longer, since in evil act so far Thou hast outdone thy seed?
8789	why hast not courage there And noble daring?
8789	why in thy breast Harbour vile fear?
8789	why is not thy succour lent To him, who so much lov''d thee, as to leave For thy sake all the multitude admires?
41537	''Alas, my Master, what is this I see?''
41537	''And thou in sooth art Virgil, and the fount Whence in a stream so full doth language flow?''
41537	''Art thou arrived already?''
41537	''But who art thou, that goest at thy will Through Antenora,[818] trampling on the face Of others?
41537	''James of St. Andrews,''[429] it we heard complain;''What profit hadst thou making me thy shield?
41537	''Master, what folk are these,''[256] I therefore said, 50''Who by the murky air are whipped along?''
41537	''Now were men E''er found,''I of the Poet asked,''so fraught 121 With vanity as are the Sienese?
41537	''Then what is your coin like?''
41537	''Tis harlot Thais,[532] who, when she had been Asked by her lover,"Am I generous And worthy thanks?"
41537	''What fortune or what destiny,''he said,''Hath brought thee here or e''er thou death hast seen; And who is this by whom thou''rt onward led?''
41537	''Why dost thou tear me?''
41537	''Why then so eager,''asked he with a shout,''To stare at me of all the filthy crew?''
41537	''[ 750] 90''Latians are both of us in this disguise Of wretchedness,''weeping said one of those;''But who art thou, demanding on this wise?''
41537	120 What ails thee then?
41537	120''If this brook rises,''he was asked by me,''Within our world, how comes it that no trace We saw of it till on this boundary?''
41537	20 Why will we sin, to be thus wasted sore?
41537	20''Master, what town is this?''
41537	20''Why also[251] growling?''
41537	30 And he:''Turn round, what ails thee?
41537	30 And the good Master:''Wouldst thou[222] nothing then Of who those spirits are have me relate?
41537	30 And, horror- stricken,[208] I began to say:''Master, what sound can this be that I hear, And who the folk thus whelmed in misery?''
41537	30 But why should I go?
41537	30''Master, who is he, tortured more,''I said,''Than are his neighbours, writhing in such woe; And licked by flames of deeper- hearted red?''
41537	50 But what has brought thee to such sharp regale?
41537	60''What torment,''from afar one made demand,''Come ye to share, who now descend the hill?
41537	90 And I:''Point out and tell, if wish thou hast To get news of thee to the world conveyed, Who rues that e''er his eyes thereon were cast?''
41537	90''People despised and banished far from God,''Upon the awful threshold then he spoke,''How holds in you such insolence abode?
41537	And I:''As one who forthwith goes I come; but thou defiled, how name they thee?''
41537	And I:''What bear they, Master, to compel Their lamentations in such grievous tone?''
41537	And as to the sweet world again thou''dst go, Tell me, why is that people so without Ruth for my race,[365] as all their statutes show?''
41537	And he to me:''Why wander thus abroad, More than is wo nt, thy wits?
41537	And one who wanted both ears, which the frost Had bitten off, with face still downward thrown, Asked:''Why with us art thou so long engrossed?
41537	And one, on whose white wallet blazoned lay A pregnant sow[507] in azure, to me said:''What dost thou in this pit?
41537	And wherefore not found in thy company?''
41537	And, to the Sea of Knowledge turned, I said:''What meaneth this?
41537	Art so soon wearied of the wealthy place, For which thou didst not fear to take with guile, Then ruin the fair Lady?
41537	Beneath his tomb when I had ta''en my stand 40 Regarding me a moment,''Of what house Art thou?''
41537	Breathes he not then the air?
41537	But say, what tempted thee to come thus low, Even to this centre, from the region vast,[194] Whither again thou art on fire to go?"
41537	But tell me, at the season of sweet sighs What sign made love, and what the means he chose To strip your dubious longings of disguise?''
41537	But thou, why going back to such annoy?
41537	But was it so named in Dante''s time?
41537	But who are ye, whose suffering supreme Makes tears, as I behold, to flood the cheek; And what your mode of pain that thus doth gleam?''
41537	But who art thou that peerest from the height, It may be putting off to reach the pain Which shall the crimes confessed by thee requite?''
41537	Butting''gainst fate, what can ye hope to win?
41537	Can I not, wherever I may be, behold the sun and stars?
41537	Could any, even in words unclogged by rhyme Recount the wounds that now I saw,[715] and blood, Although he aimed at it time after time?
41537	Dost thou not hear him weeping pitiably, Nor mark the death now threatening him upon A flood[200] than which less awful is the sea?''
41537	Doth not a spark of pity in thee burn?
41537	Down to this bottom[333] of the dismal shell Comes ever any from the First Degree,[334] Where all their pain is, stripped of hope to dwell?
41537	For thy bad life doth blame to me pertain?''
41537	Had their rations been already reduced?
41537	He coming said:''What will this[587] help him here?''
41537	He moved, and as we onward went again Demanded of me:''Wherefore thus amazed?''
41537	Help me this to know; Great hunger for the news hath seizèd me; Delights them Heaven, or tortures Hell below?''
41537	Her husband was still living in 1300.--May not the words of this line be spoken by Paolo?
41537	Here piety revives as pity dies; For who more irreligious is than he In whom God''s judgments to regret give rise?
41537	Holds it one just man?
41537	How did the case stand?
41537	How hold we him in sight Set upside down?
41537	How, for example, came the nobles to be allowed to retain the command of the vast resources of the_ Parte Guelfa_?
41537	How, in the face of such foes, is he to find the peace and liberty of soul of which he is in search?
41537	I did not weep, for I to stone was dazed: They wept, and darling Anselm me besought: 50"What ails thee, father?
41537	I said:''O Master, tell me who are those Buried within the tombs, of whom the sighs Come to our ears thus eloquent of woes?''
41537	I then:''But, Master, where doth Lethe lie, 130 And Phlegethon?
41537	If former caution thou dost not forget, 130 Dost thou not mark how each his teeth doth grind, The while toward us their brows are full of threat?''
41537	If they are of the dead, how could they gain To walk uncovered by the heavy cloak?''
41537	In very sooth I wept, leaning upon A boss of the hard cliff, till on this wise My Escort asked:''Of the other fools[557] art one?
41537	Is not meditation upon the sweetness of truth as free to me in one place as another?
41537	Is this the desert of an innocence known to all, and of laborious study which for long has kept him asweat?...
41537	Is''t not enough thy teeth go chattering there, But thou must bark?
41537	Lowering their grapplers,''mong themselves they cried:''Shall I now tickle him upon the thigh?''
41537	Marking the wanness on his cheek prevail, I asked,''How can I, seeing thou hast dread, My wonted comforter when doubts assail?''
41537	My Guide delayed, and I to him spake out, While he continued uttering curses shrill:''Say, what art thou, at others thus to shout?''
41537	My Leader asked:''Declare now if below The pitch''mong all the guilty there lies here A Latian?
41537	Now gold and silver are your god alone: What difference''twixt the idolater and you, Save that ye pray a hundred for his one?
41537	One is already here, unless they lie-- Mad souls with power to wander through the crowd-- What boots it me, whose limbs diseases tie?
41537	Or was it not so called only when the_ Comedy_ had begun to awaken a natural interest in the old coiner, which local ingenuity did its best to meet?
41537	So low As where we are is any vapour[848] known?''
41537	The hill delectable why fear to mount, The origin and ground of every joy?''
41537	The people who within the tombs are laid, May they be seen?
41537	The pleasant light no longer smites his eyes?''
41537	The spirit''s feet then twisted violently, And, sighing in a voice of deep distress, He asked:''What then requirest thou of me?
41537	The sun, how had it skill In so short while to pass to morn from night?
41537	Then called another:''Bocca, what now ails?
41537	Then cried he, and at once upright did rise,''How saidst thou-- was?
41537	These I knew:''Consider well my grievous penalty, 130 Thou who, though still alive, art visiting The people dead; what pain with this can vie?
41537	They crashed together, and then each turned back Upon the way he came, while shouts arise,''Why clutch it so?''
41537	Were these all clerks[298] who go Before us on the left, with shaven crown?''
41537	What devil thee assails?''
41537	When I had heard these troubled souls, my brow I downward bent, and long while musing stayed, 110 Until the Poet asked:''What thinkest thou?''
41537	When dark with blood it had begun to turn, It cried a second time:''Why wound me thus?
41537	When we had reached the fourth day, Gaddo, spread Out at my feet, fell prone; and made demand:"Why, O my father, offering us no aid?"
41537	Where lies the ice?
41537	Wherefore thus amazed?"
41537	Who are these honoured in such high degree, And in their lot distinguished from the rest?''
41537	Who will sanction give?
41537	Why cherish in thy heart a craven fear?
41537	Why kick against that will which never broke Short of its end, if ever it begin, And often for you fiercer torments woke?
41537	Why should Rome, the true centre of Christendom, be left deserted and despised?
41537	Why should they, he asked, resign this great office into Gascon hands?
41537	Why still thy vision fastening on the crew Of dismal shades dismembered there below?
41537	Why thus a laggard be?
41537	[ 26] And when Farinata, the great Ghibeline, and haughtiest of all the Florentines of the past generation, asks him,''Who were thine ancestors?''
41537	[ 290] Wherefore I said:''Master, shall torments grow After the awful sentence hath been heard, Or lesser prove and not so fiercely glow?''
41537	[ 356]_ As well as, etc._: The question is:''May they be seen?''
41537	[ 44] But how is he to pursue his devotion to her, and make use of his new privilege of freer intercourse, when the very sight of her so unmans him?
41537	[ 460] and is this your place?''
41537	[ 52] And why should not his wife be included among the things dearest to him which, he tells us, he had to leave behind him on his banishment?
41537	[ 557]_ Of the other fools_: Dante, weeping like the sinners in the Bolgia, is asked by Virgil:''What, art thou then one of them?''
41537	[ 558] Wherefore thus withdraw From battle?"
41537	[ 587]_ What will this, etc._: As if he said: What good will this delay do him in the long- run?
41537	[ 848]_ Is any vapour_: Has the sun, so low down as this, any influence upon the temperature, producing vapours and wind?
41537	and what reply would yield That other light, and who have it displayed?''
41537	and''Why to hold it slack?''
41537	cruel if thou canst from pity keep 40 At the bare thought of what my heart foreknew; And if thou weep''st not, what could make thee weep?
41537	or how engrossed Is now thy mind, and on what things bestowed?
41537	said I to him,''art thou dead as well?''
41537	snarled and made lament,''Unless thou com''st to heap the vengeance high 80 For Montaperti,[816] why so virulent''Gainst me?''
41537	then he cried,''Art thou arrived already, Boniface?
1005	And art thou here?
1005	And art thou then that Virgil, that well- spring, From which such copious floods of eloquence Have issued?
1005	Both are of Latium,weeping he replied,"Whom tortur''d thus thou seest: but who art thou That hast inquir''d of us?"
1005	Doth ever any Into this rueful concave''s extreme depth Descend, out of the first degree, whose pain Is deprivation merely of sweet hope?
1005	Master,said I,"what land Is this?"
1005	Now tell us, I entreat thee, who art thou? 1005 Tell me ye, Whose bosoms thus together press,"said I,"Who are ye?"
1005	What art thou, speak, That railest thus on others?
1005	What chance or destiny,thus he began,"Ere the last day conducts thee here below?
1005	Whence cometh this,Said I,"my master?
1005	Where,said he,"Doth Cianfa lurk?"
1005	Wherefore dost bruise me?
1005	''Why leavest thou the war?''
1005	Against a rock I leant and wept, so that my guide exclaim''d:"What, and art thou too witless as the rest?
1005	And how from eve to morn in space so brief Hath the sun made his transit?"
1005	And if it be not, wherefore in such guise Are they condemned?"
1005	And one, from whom the cold both ears had reft, Exclaim''d, still looking downward:"Why on us Dost speculate so long?
1005	And one, who bore a fat and azure swine Pictur''d on his white scrip, addressed me thus:"What dost thou in this deep?
1005	And who is this, that shows to thee the way?"
1005	And, be they dead, what privilege allows They walk unmantled by the cumbrous stole?"
1005	Began he on the horrid grunsel standing,"Whence doth this wild excess of insolence Lodge in you?
1005	But I, why should I there presume?
1005	But Virgil rous''d me:"What yet gazest on?
1005	But say who Art thou, that standest musing on the rock, Haply so lingering to delay the pain Sentenc''d upon thy crimes?"
1005	But tell me; in the time of your sweet sighs, By what, and how love granted, that ye knew Your yet uncertain wishes?"
1005	But thou, say wherefore to such perils past Return''st thou?
1005	But what brings thee Into this bitter seas''ning?"
1005	But wherein besteads me that?
1005	CANTO XXVIII WHO, e''en in words unfetter''d, might at full Tell of the wounds and blood that now I saw, Though he repeated oft the tale?
1005	Dost thou not hear how pitiful his wail, Nor mark the death, which in the torrent flood, Swoln mightier than a sea, him struggling holds?"
1005	Father what ails thee?"
1005	For thy ill life what blame on me recoils?"
1005	He answer thus return''d:"Wherefore in dotage wanders thus thy mind, Not so accustom''d?
1005	He fled, Nor utter''d more; and after him there came A centaur full of fury, shouting,"Where Where is the caitiff?"
1005	He replied:"Now who art thou, that smiting others''cheeks Through Antenora roamest, with such force As were past suff''rance, wert thou living still?"
1005	He, soon as there I stood at the tomb''s foot, Ey''d me a space, then in disdainful mood Address''d me:"Say, what ancestors were thine?"
1005	How standeth he in posture thus revers''d?
1005	I answer''d:"Though I come, I tarry not; But who art thou, that art become so foul?"
1005	I answering thus:"Declare, as thou dost wish that I above May carry tidings of thee, who is he, In whom that sight doth wake such sad remembrance?"
1005	I had come Thus far from all your skirmishing secure,"My teacher answered,"without will divine And destiny propitious?
1005	I turning round To the deep source of knowledge, thus inquir''d:"Say what this means?
1005	Is not here below All vapour quench''d?"
1005	Is there no touch of mercy in thy breast?
1005	Led by thy lofty genius and profound, Where is my son?
1005	Loud he cried:"Why greedily thus bendest more on me, Than on these other filthy ones, thy ken?"
1005	May those, Who lie within these sepulchres, be seen?
1005	My leader thus:"Then tell us of the partners in thy guilt; Knowest thou any sprung of Latian land Under the tar?"
1005	No longer lives he?
1005	Of gold and silver ye have made your god, Diff''ring wherein from the idolater, But he that worships one, a hundred ye?
1005	One drench''d in mire before me came, and said;"Who art thou, that thou comest ere thine hour?"
1005	Raise up thy head, raise up, and see the man, Before whose eyes earth gap''d in Thebes, when all Cried out,''Amphiaraus, whither rushest?
1005	Right cruel art thou, if no pang Thou feel at thinking what my heart foretold; And if not now, why use thy tears to flow?
1005	So early dost thou surfeit with the wealth, For which thou fearedst not in guile to take The lovely lady, and then mangle her?"
1005	So to the pleasant world mayst thou return, As thou shalt tell me, why in all their laws, Against my kin this people is so fell?"
1005	Sound not loud enough Thy chatt''ring teeth, but thou must bark outright?
1005	Strikes not on his eye The blessed daylight?"
1005	Such were their words; At hearing which downward I bent my looks, And held them there so long, that the bard cried:"What art thou pond''ring?"
1005	Sudden that sound Forth issu''d from a vault, whereat in fear I somewhat closer to my leader''s side Approaching, he thus spake:"What dost thou?
1005	That heard, the spirit all did wrench his feet, And sighing next in woeful accent spake:"What then of me requirest?
1005	Then I again inquir''d:"Where flow the streams Of Phlegethon and Lethe?
1005	Then I his alter''d hue perceiving, thus:"How may I speed, if thou yieldest to dread, Who still art wo nt to comfort me in doubt?"
1005	Then I to him:"If from our world this sluice Be thus deriv''d; wherefore to us but now Appears it at this edge?"
1005	Then as the dark blood trickled down its side, These words it added:"Wherefore tear''st me thus?
1005	Then to me The gentle guide:"Inquir''st thou not what spirits Are these, which thou beholdest?
1005	Then to the bard I spake:"Was ever race Light as Sienna''s?
1005	Thereat a little stretching forth my hand, From a great wilding gather''d I a branch, And straight the trunk exclaim''d:"Why pluck''st thou me?"
1005	They their hooks Protruding, one the other thus bespake:"Wilt thou I touch him on the hip?"
1005	Those answering,"And why castest thou away?"
1005	To him my guide:"Wherefore exclaimest?
1005	Unless thy prudence fail thee, dost not mark How they do gnarl upon us, and their scowl Threatens us present tortures?"
1005	Upon the ground His eyes were bent, and from his brow eras''d All confidence, while thus with sighs he spake:"Who hath denied me these abodes of woe?"
1005	Were these, whose heads are shorn, On our left hand, all sep''rate to the church?"
1005	What devil wrings thee?"
1005	What guilt exceedeth his, Who with Heaven''s judgment in his passion strives?
1005	What is this I hear?
1005	What is this comes o''er thee then?
1005	What profits at the fays to but the horn?
1005	What race Are these, who seem so overcome with woe?"
1005	What race is this?
1005	What torment breaks forth in this bitter woe?"
1005	When o''er it he had paus''d, my master spake:"Say who wast thou, that at so many points Breath''st out with blood thy lamentable speech?"
1005	When the great sentence passes, be increas''d, Or mitigated, or as now severe?"
1005	Where is now the ice?
1005	Whereat one advanc''d, The others standing firm, and as he came,"What may this turn avail him?"
1005	Wherefore doth fasten yet thy sight below Among the maim''d and miserable shades?
1005	Wherefore doth fault of ours bring us to this?
1005	While yet he spake, the centaur sped away: And under us three spirits came, of whom Nor I nor he was ware, till they exclaim''d;"Say who are ye?"
1005	Why open''dst not upon us?
1005	Why, why dost thou hang back?
1005	With ireful gestures,"Who is this,"They cried,"that without death first felt, goes through The regions of the dead?"
1005	already standest there?
1005	and what that other light In answer set?
1005	and wherefore not with thee?"
1005	but who are ye, from whom such mighty grief, As now I witness, courseth down your cheeks?
1005	grant me now to know Whom here we view, and whence impell''d they seem So eager to pass o''er, as I discern Through the blear light?"
1005	men perverse in every way, With every foulness stain''d, why from the earth Are ye not cancel''d?
1005	of thee this also would I learn; This fortune, that thou speak''st of, what it is, Whose talons grasp the blessings of the world?"
1005	or what other thoughts Possess it?
1005	or who Permits it?
1005	said''st thou he HAD?
1005	say who are these, interr''d Within these vaults, of whom distinct we hear The dolorous sighs?"
1005	say who is he, than all the rest Glancing in fiercer agony, on whom A ruddier flame doth prey?"
1005	weeping, he exclaim''d,"Unless thy errand be some fresh revenge For Montaperto, wherefore troublest me?"
1005	what agency doth this?"
1005	what avails it thee,"It cried,"that of me thou hast made thy screen?
1005	what doth aggrieve them thus, That they lament so loud?"
1005	what ignorance Besets you?
1005	wherefore kick you''gainst that will Ne''er frustrate of its end, and which so oft Hath laid on you enforcement of your pangs?
1005	wherefore not this pleasant mount Ascendest, cause and source of all delight?"
1005	who Are these, by the black air so scourg''d?"
1005	who are these, that boast Such honour, separate from all the rest?"
1005	who to this residence of woe Approachest?"
1005	why dost doubt To turn thee into ashes, cumb''ring earth No longer, since in evil act so far Thou hast outdone thy seed?
1005	why hast not courage there And noble daring?
1005	why in thy breast Harbour vile fear?
1005	why is not thy succour lent To him, who so much lov''d thee, as to leave For thy sake all the multitude admires?