
| The Vestibule of Hell | The Opportunists |
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| 1 | THROUGH me you pass into the city of woe: | |||
| 2 | Through me you pass into eternal pain: | |||
| 3 | Through me among the people lost for aye. | |||
| 4 | Justice the founder of my fabric mov'd: | |||
| 5 | To rear me was the task of power divine, | |||
| 6 | Supremest wisdom, and primeval love. | |||
| 7 | Before me things create were none, save things | |||
| 8 | Eternal, and eternal I endure. | |||
| 9 | All hope abandon ye who enter here. | |||
| 10 | Such characters in colour dim I mark'd | |||
| 11 | Over a portal's lofty arch inscrib'd: | |||
| 12 | Whereat I thus: Master, these words import | |||
| 13 | Hard meaning. He as one prepar'd replied: | |||
| 14 | Here thou must all distrust behind thee leave; | |||
| 15 | Here be vile fear extinguish'd. We are come | |||
| 16 | Where I have told thee we shall see the souls | |||
| 17 | To misery doom'd, who intellectual good | |||
| 18 | Have lost. And when his hand he had stretch'd forth | |||
| 19 | To mine, with pleasant looks, whence I was cheer'd, | |||
| 20 | Into that secret place he led me on. | |||
| 21 | Here sighs with lamentations and loud moans | |||
| 22 | Resounded through the air pierc'd by no star, | |||
| 23 | That e'en I wept at entering. Various tongues, | |||
| 24 | Horrible languages, outcries of woe, | |||
| 25 | Accents of anger, voices deep and hoarse, | |||
| 26 | With hands together smote that swell'd the sounds, | |||
| 27 | Made up a tumult, that for ever whirls | |||
| 28 | Round through that air with solid darkness stain'd, | |||
| 29 | Like to the sand that in the whirlwind flies. | |||
| 30 | I then, with error yet encompass'd, cried: | |||
| 31 | O master! What is this I hear? What race | |||
| 32 | Are these, who seem so overcome with woe? | |||
| 33 | He thus to me: This miserable fate | |||
| 34 | Suffer the wretched souls of those, who liv'd | |||
| 35 | Without or praise or blame, with that ill band | |||
| 36 | Of angels mix'd, who nor rebellious prov'd | |||
| 37 | Nor yet were true to God, but for themselves | |||
| 38 | Were only. From his bounds Heaven drove them forth, | |||
| 39 | Not to impair his lustre, nor the depth | |||
| 40 | Of Hell receives them, lest th' accursed tribe | |||
| 41 | Should glory thence with exultation vain. | |||
| 42 | I then: Master! what doth aggrieve them thus, | |||
| 43 | That they lament so loud? He straight replied: | |||
| 44 | That will I tell thee briefly. These of death | |||
| 45 | No hope may entertain: and their blind life | |||
| 46 | So meanly passes, that all other lots | |||
| 47 | They envy. Fame of them the world hath none, | |||
| 48 | Nor suffers; mercy and justice scorn them both. | |||
| 49 | Speak not of them, but look, and pass them by. | |||
| 50 | And I, who straightway look'd, beheld a flag, | |||
| 51 | Which whirling ran around so rapidly, | |||
| 52 | That it no pause obtain'd: and following came | |||
| 53 | Such a long train of spirits, I should ne'er | |||
| 54 | Have thought, that death so many had despoil'd. | |||
| 55 | When some of these I recogniz'd, I saw | |||
| 56 | And knew the shade of him, who to base fear | |||
| 57 | Yielding, abjur'd his high estate. Forthwith | |||
| 58 | I understood for certain this the tribe | |||
| 59 | Of those ill spirits both to God displeasing | |||
| 60 | And to his foes. These wretches, who ne'er lived, | |||
| 61 | Went on in nakedness, and sorely stung | |||
| 62 | By wasps and hornets, which bedew'd their cheeks | |||
| 63 | With blood, that mix'd with tears dropp'd to their feet, | |||
| 64 | And by disgustful worms was gather'd there. | |||
| 65 | Then looking farther onwards I beheld | |||
| 66 | A throng upon the shore of a great stream: | |||
| 67 | Whereat I thus: Sir! grant me now to know | |||
| 68 | Whom here we view, and whence impell'd they seem | |||
| 69 | So eager to pass o'er, as I discern | |||
| 70 | Through the blear light? He thus to me in few: | |||
| 71 | This shalt thou know, soon as our steps arrive | |||
| 72 | Beside the woeful tide of Acheron. | |||
| 73 | Then with eyes downward cast and fill'd with shame, | |||
| 74 | Fearing my words offensive to his ear, | |||
| 75 | Till we had reach'd the river, I from speech | |||
| 76 | Abstain'd. And lo! toward us in a bark | |||
| 77 | Comes on an old man hoary white with eld, | |||
| 78 | Crying, Woe to you wicked spirits! hope not | |||
| 79 | Ever to see the sky again. I come | |||
| 80 | To take you to the other shore across, | |||
| 81 | Into eternal darkness, there to dwell | |||
| 82 | In fierce heat and in ice. And thou, who there | |||
| 83 | Standest, live spirit! get thee hence, and leave | |||
| 84 | These who are dead. But soon as he beheld | |||
| 85 | I left them not, By other way, said he, | |||
| 86 | By other haven shalt thou come to shore, | |||
| 87 | Not by this passage; thee a nimbler boat | |||
| 88 | Must carry. Then to him thus spake my guide: | |||
| 89 | Charon! thyself torment not: so 't is will'd, | |||
| 90 | Where will and power are one: ask thou no more. | |||
| 91 | Straightway in silence fell the shaggy cheeks | |||
| 92 | Of him the boatman o'er the livid lake, | |||
| 93 | Around whose eyes glar'd wheeling flames. Meanwhile | |||
| 94 | Those spirits, faint and naked, color chang'd, | |||
| 95 | And gnash'd their teeth, soon as the cruel words | |||
| 96 | They heard. God and their parents they blasphem'd, | |||
| 97 | The human kind, the place, the time, and seed | |||
| 98 | That did engender them and give them birth. | |||
| 99 | Then all together sorely wailing drew | |||
| 100 | To the curs'd strand, that every man must pass | |||
| 101 | Who fears not God. Charon, demoniac form, | |||
| 102 | With eyes of burning coal, collects them all, | |||
| 103 | Beck'ning, and each, that lingers, with his oar | |||
| 104 | Strikes. As fall off the light autumnal leaves, | |||
| 105 | One still another following, till the bough | |||
| 106 | Strews all its honours on the earth beneath; | |||
| 107 | E'en in like manner Adam's evil brood | |||
| 108 | Cast themselves one by one down from the shore, | |||
| 109 | Each at a beck, as falcon at his call. | |||
| 110 | Thus go they over through the umber'd wave, | |||
| 111 | And ever they on the opposing bank | |||
| 112 | Be landed, on this side another throng | |||
| 113 | Still gathers. Son, thus spake the courteous guide, | |||
| 114 | Those, who die subject to the wrath of God, | |||
| 115 | All here together come from every clime, | |||
| 116 | And to o'erpass the river are not loth: | |||
| 117 | For so heaven's justice goads them on, that fear | |||
| 118 | Is turn'd into desire. Hence ne'er hath past | |||
| 119 | Good spirit. If of thee Charon complain, | |||
| 120 | Now mayst thou know the import of his words. | |||
| 121 | This said, the gloomy region trembling shook | |||
| 122 | So terribly, that yet with clammy dews | |||
| 123 | Fear chills my brow. The sad earth gave a blast, | |||
| 124 | That, lightening, shot forth a vermilion flame, | |||
| 125 | Which all my senses conquer'd quite, and I | |||
| 126 | Down dropp'd, as one with sudden slumber seiz'd. | |||
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