The Doomed Souls embarking to cross the Acheron View Annotations Image Gallery
17	Thou shalt behold the people dolorous
18	Who have foregone the good of intellect.
19	And after he had laid his hand on mine
20	With joyful mien, whence I was comforted,
21	He led me in among the secret things.
22	There sighs, complaints, and ululations loud
23	Resounded through the air without a star,
24	Whence I, at the beginning, wept thereat.
25	Languages diverse, horrible dialects,
26	Accents of anger, words of agony,
27	And voices high and hoarse, with sound of hands,
28	Made up a tumult that goes whirling on
29	For ever in that air for ever black,
30	Even as the sand doth, when the whirlwind breathes.
31	And I, who had my head with horror bound,
32	Said: Master, what is this which now I hear?

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